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Still I approached him and asked about it after I'd picked up my check.
" Oh, I'm sorry about that. I meant to tell you earlier this week. If you go down the road, there's a pie shop, hard to miss, ask the pie maker there about his vacant rooms. Tell him Lucifer sent you."
Meanwhile down said room, in the pie shape shop, the pie maker was making his pies... using his powers to make a strawberry pie.
Pie Shop. Sure, that was the best place to get a room... not like a hotel or property management company or anything. Pies...
I shook my head and didn't even comment. It's best not to comment when you think your boss is a little nuts. I smiled, and headed over to said pie shop... which had more than just the owner in it then...
"Hey, you wouldn't happen to have anything with rhubarb would you? Because it's really hard to find that nowadays."
I looked over at the woman at first in shock, then I let my face fall neutral. I couldn't hear all the usual noises associated with... well, being alive from her. Not my problem, and all she wanted was a rhubarb pie.
I played at browsing while the pie man dealt with this other customer first.
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