The crowd remains respectfully silent. Mrs. Edwyd has a tear rolling down her cheek as she accepts the pie from Rathan. She smiles and inhales deeply, the strong scent filling her nostrils. "It's so beautiful..." she comments as the light of a deity spills from the pie. "And still warm..." she murmurs. "Thank you, gentlemen," she says, wiping away her tear. "This... this is the best anniversary delivery yet. A priest! Does this mean our vows are renewed? Oh, I wonder if Edwyd's planning a second honeymoon!" She takes another whiff of the pie and says quietly, "Nigh divine..." Mrs. Edwyd sticks one finger in between a cross hatch and pulls out a soft, cinnamon-covered apple slice. She breaks off some crust and eats them both together. The crowd leans in, jealous, as she closes her eyes and chews in ecstasy. She swallows, raises the pie, and shouts, "Delicious! Everybody, free pie at Edwyd's Victuals!" The crowd cheers and and starts to turn around and head back to Edwyd's immediately. Some women, presumably Mrs. Edwyd's friends, walk up the pathway to the Edwyd house to congratulate her.
If the Brigade hangs around for long... Mrs. Edwyd says, "Thank you, boys, you can go now. Edwyd should have something for you."
The trek back to Edwyd's Victuals is completely uneventful. The crowd is moving at a quick pace, eager to get a bite of some of Edwyd's delicious goods. When they arrive at the store, the large cook and his staff is already waiting outside with tables and tables of pie. A crowd has already gathered, but Edwyd's staff lets the parade get the first pieces. There's plenty for everyone, and many people go inside for more, somewhat pricier, treats.
Edwyd breaks away from the hungry citizens to speak with his Brigade. "Well, here's the platinum piece I owe you. Looks like you did a hell of a job. How did it go?"