"Pretty sure that's my middle name, on the certificate and everything," Piper said, heading into the kitchen. "It's that or Isabelle, I get confused sometimes." She pulled the cobbler out of the oven, checking that it was still warm. The ice cream followed, along with the scoop, and she brought everything back to the table.
"Yeah, you two have clearly been friends for a long time," she said with a laugh. "Sound like my mum and her best friend from college, they used to exercise veto rights over each other all the time." She dished up cobbler and passed it around, sitting back down and taking a bite. Maybe she'd use less cinnamon next time, but this one was a keeper too.