Sypha & Abra
"Hmm." Abra said, looking over all of the pies. There was an impressive selection, as if it was one of the big parties that her parents would throw for her. She had remembered that a few people had promised to bring pie and they must have all come through.
"All of the pies would." She answered honestly. After all, desserts went with ice cream. That was just simple truth. "Pumpkin is the most traditional for Thanksgiving though, so I think we should go with that." It's what she would have had at home. She wasn't exactly home-sick, not with Dan so close and all the new people she'd met like Sypha. Her parents simply popped into her mind more often due to the holiday.