The restroom? Liz's head turned to look in the direction of the restrooms for a moment, then looked back to the pie maker and shook her head. Nope, she wasn't here to use the bathroom, though she understood that kind of annoyance. There were plenty of people back in Roswell who came into the Crashdown just to use the bathroom. Some days, she didn't mind, but others, she felt like demanding they buy something first. Why her father didn't have a sign up in the window dictating that, she didn't know.
"Actually, I would like a pie," she said, coming up to the counter. "Got any cherry?"