"Bon temps, tout le temps," he chuckled and nodded. "Hey, we're de only ones dat count, is a free show for everyone else..."
The slice of pie arrived, easily a sixth of the whole pie, with two forks as requested. It looked as creamy and bouncy as he expected, like a whole can of condensed milk and tub of cool-whip had been sacrificed in the name of this dessert. "Mere de Dieu, dat is a slice of pie."
"Hold up, you two, the drinks are just coming out."