Swooping down from the clouds as evening fell came cheerful Argo, returning from a long day's scavenging. In the crook of one arm she carried a large paper bag, handling it carefully as she touched down in front of the orphanage. Argo stepped off her broom and allowed it to hover silently behind her as she always did, and strolled past her friends. How nice of them to wait outside, just for her!

[color=00aeef]"Hello, Dodo! Hello, Thames!"[/color]

Argo waved with her free hand, nearly dropped the bag, and quickly stepped forward to catch it with her knee. Safe! Argo made a mental note not to wave at anyone else until she put it down.

She walked up the wide marble stairs into the orphanage, nudging the doors open with her shoulder. The hall was mostly deserted, save for lots of the bigger children playing house. There was only a small lots, though. Usually there was a big lots before bedtime. Argo waved to them, too, and the bag tipped precariously over, only stopped by a crumbling decorative pillar Argo had nearly walked into. She cocked her head to look at them as she righted the bag.

[color=00aeef]"Hello, friends! Is today a special day?"[/color]

Without waiting for an answer, because she was sure someone would tell her sometime, she walked back to Uncle Fritz's room, kicking the door open. For some reason, there was a really big lots of friends here. Maybe more than she could count on her fingers and toes together! Her broom, oriented sideways, got stuck against the door frame as she entered.

[color=00aeef]"Hello, friends! Hello, Uncle Fritz!"[/color], she chirped cheerfully, [color=00aeef]"Guess what I found today!"[/color]

Without waiting for an answer, she dug around in the bag and retrieved... Something. It was a lumpy, half-burnt disk of pie crust, a crack in the top revealing a strange, brownish-grey mush that was currently leaking out all over Argo's hand. The whole assembly smelled positively foul. 

[color=00aeef]"Ta-daaaaaa! It's an oyster-and-asparagus-and-beet pie! The lady with the big boobs from the red light district told me it makes men last for a really [i]really[/i] long time! Could you believe they were throwing it out, when it's only a day old?"[/color]

Argo noticed, finally, that her other friends were crying. Maybe they were sad that only Uncle Fritz got to have a pie? 

[color=00aeef]"Don't worry: Your friend Argo brought enough for everyone! Once Uncle Fritz eats, we can all have dinner together, okay?"[/color]

She looked over to the small boy mumbling to himself in the corner as she tried to navigate the horde of orphans without spilling anything.

[color=00aeef]"Luca, make sure to be a good boy and share your juice with Uncle Fritz, okay?"[/color]