Once upon a time there was a man who lived to eat, he became a restaurant critic, and became increasingly popular due to his outstanding reviews. One night the man ended up at a restaurant that served only desserts, their specially was pie. That being the case the man told the Waiter to bring him the restaurant's choice pie, the waiter looked nervous at serving the critic but all he did was nod and say "yes sir, I will be back shortly" then left with an almost elated look on his face. The man sat waiting for a short while, he checked his watch and it had been about thirty minutes, but he had hardly noticed, the music playing was perfect and made him lose himself in it. Finally his waiter appeared with a platter, like most waiter's he said with a smile "enjoy your pie, be careful its hot." The man only smiled with a quick thank you. The pie looked to be top notch, the crust was perfectly molded and golden brown, the apricots were evenly space, and the fruit itself was even cooked down perfectly, and the apricots would be especially tasty as it was the season. The man looking forward to the pie and the favorably review he would write about later picked up his fork with an expert hand and was about to delicately dig into the pie when he heard a voice "Don't I look absolutely scrumptious?"