"The display case is empty, and your lips are tight when you see me coming. Where is the peach cobbler?" "It’s sitting on the back counter, just waiting for a steady hand to serve it. You’re nervous today." "I’m not nervous. I’m observant. Just like when Mayor Finch caught me looking at the blueprints last week. Or the night the lights went out." "That was a power surge, plain and simple. I assume you want two slices, stacked high with vanilla bean ice cream?" "Don’t try to distract me with the sweets. You know I hate how the crust gets soggy." "Then eat it quickly before the rain hits. It’s been a stormy afternoon."