Glitch was perfectly content with the pie, he and the pie would have a brief but very happy and fulfilling life together, but then DG went and said Northern Island and headcase and dessert were nearly parted forever. Thankfully his reflexes were cooperating today and he caught the pie before it hit the ground.

"Is there?" he asked, incredulous, and peered over her shoulder. Sure enough, there it was in all its utter improbability. "Shiny slippers, there IS. But...but but it can't possibly-" He looked around, as if he could spot the peak of the palace from were they stood. "Well! There's only one way to find out if it is what we think it is, right?"