“Hi,” one of them leaned on the fence while looking directly at me.
“Hi,” my whole body shivered as I tried to keep my pace.
“I wondered…” the pie landed on the side of his face with a force that made a cream reach my skirt.
I struggled to hold my laughter as he wiped the pastry from his eye.
“I guess that would be ‘no’ on the date.”
“Well,” I grinned, “The pie is your most winning quality so far.”