"That's okay, we're good! You got enough. A pie probably only fits maybe two berries in it?" He thinks through it, wondering if that's true. That was probably true wasn't it? It had to be, because he thought it was. Man he was good!

"I'm going to get a few more. Can you bring the ones we got so far to Ten?" He offers, glancing at the rest of the field. He needs to finish, but he also wants pie. But pie took time to make, so...

"If I don't pluck them, they'll float away on their own. I should be done before the pie is ready."