Ned couldn't help but grin at her enthusiasm. Enthusiasm in a pie shop was always a welcome commodity. Olive usually had enthusiasm to spare for all of them, but in general, it was always welcome. "Cherry a la mode it is." He scooped two scoops of vanilla on top of the now warmed pie and placed it right in front of Liz. "There you go. Should do that sweet tooth some good." Or bad, but at least it would feel good while it was doing the bad.