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Joe was holding Nicky's hand as they walked down the streets together with Nile. For the last hour, Nicky had been talking with Nile whenever he wasn't smiling and laughing at Joe's jokes, but suddenly Nile noticed Nicky's pupils widen, and his eyes grew a bit darker.
Nicky: "I want to destroy that pie over there with my tummy."
Nile: "Wait, what?"
To Nile's horror, Nicky ran straight out into the traffic and even jumped over some of the cars, before he stood on the other side of the street without a scratch.
Nile, shouting: "Nicky, you bloody idiot. Losing your life over a pie isn't worth it."
Joe chuckled.
Nile: "Instead of chuckling, should you not be worried about what your Hubby just did?"
Joe: "Not really. Whenever there is food involved, I know he will be safe."
Joe scratched his beard.
Joe: "But now that I think about it, there is one problem when it comes to Nicky and pie. Do you want to hear about it?"
Nile: "Not really, but I have a feeling I will hear about it anyway."
Joe: "Thank you for taking an interest in my problems."
Nile: "You are welcome. Okay, let me hear about the problem."
Joe: "The problem is whenever someone looks upon Nicky as a pie they want to eat, because someone doesn't know the meaning of a no and keep your hands to yourself."
Nile didn't know who Joe was talking about, but she knew that whoever it was, that person was either close to death or dead.
Nile: "Okay, let's change the subject. Should we join Nicky before he destroys all the pies?"
Joe: "Great idea. So, what kind of pie do you want?"