Mmmmm... pie...

You stumble through the window and fall onto a table, breaking mildly expensive dishes.

"Damnit....wait, these aren't mine!"

You pick up the remaining plate and throw it at the door.

As the plate is about to hit the door an elderly woman steps through and takes the plate in the face.

"Great... now I've knocked out a talking wolf and an old woman."

You sniff the air and remember the pie. You grab it and dive out the window.

Written by Thrillhouse (with minor edits by Phaedrus)