Shaking her head, Iris carefully arranges the pie crust in the plate before moving on to spicing the apples. "Well, they're silly then. I'm dating you because you complete me and make me happier than I ever dreamed possible," she tuts, pulling out a jar of honey and adding some to the apples before layering them in the crust. "And because I love you more than anything else in the world."

Carefully, she sets the top layer of crust onto the pie and tucks it all away into the fridge. "There. Pie is done!"