Jeremy & Thomas
Surprised, Jeremy accepted the pie. He was probably the best one to accept it. He could keep a steady expression when he saw the strange colour, when he was assaulted with the strong smell of over-spicing. He was the one who could just let his smile broaden slightly, nod appreciatively, tactfully.
"Thank you, Thomas." He hadn't officially met the young man, but he was aware of the goings on of people connected to the Pack, and the mention of Lydia made it an easy guess. "That's very thoughtful of you both."
Someone would surely eat it even if it was questionable. There were no smells that indicated it was bad. It was just, well, powerful.