[Larry clearly picked the wrong day to just go out and look for inspiration. While trying to think of something to draw or ideas for a Newcomer-themed mural Raul Creed wanted him to work on - ]
Whoa - h-hey!
[The pie scores a landing on Larry's poor head, and as he reaches up with a hand, he feels the tin and plucks it from his hair. Not only is he covered in delicious filling and crust, so is his sketchpad.
Dropping the tin, he looks around frantically for the source of the giggling, the pie filling dripping from his hair and his clothes.]
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Whoa - h-hey!
[The pie scores a landing on Larry's poor head, and as he reaches up with a hand, he feels the tin and plucks it from his hair. Not only is he covered in delicious filling and crust, so is his sketchpad.
Dropping the tin, he looks around frantically for the source of the giggling, the pie filling dripping from his hair and his clothes.]