[Asami is one of those gawkers. Having only planned a quick trip of running errands, the abundance of white cream splatters and the strong wintergreen scent has her second-guessing.
She manages to duck for one pie, but just when she thinks she's safe...]
Hey! [Something cold and mushy runs down the back of her head, and she turns to face the culprit. His face is a little familiar.]
Wait, happy what? [As she picks the aluminum plate off her head.]
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She manages to duck for one pie, but just when she thinks she's safe...]
Hey! [Something cold and mushy runs down the back of her head, and she turns to face the culprit. His face is a little familiar.]
Wait, happy what? [As she picks the aluminum plate off her head.]