"Ah, hello again!" Mark waved with his cane before planting it firmly on the ground. He watched as she strolled up, looking back up from her feet only when he saw them stop before his lawn. "I could take the pie, but don't you have the pie to give to someone else? Or maybe not." He smiled, "Not alot of people cook nowadays. They'll just buy them from the shops." He paused, "Well, way to make myself angry." He sighed, tapping a finger on the cane. She was tense, he could tell. "I guess I'll see you later then." He did not wish to prolong the conversation when either of them found it difficult.