“Hi, sister!’’ “I won’t be a sister to no man,’’ said Mae. They laughed and Mae laughed. “What’ll it be, boys?’’ “Oh, a cup a Java. What kinda pie ya got?’’ “Pineapple cream an’ banana cream an’ chocolate cream an’ apple.’’ “Give me apple. No, wait—what’s that big thick one?’’ Mae picked up the pie and smelled it. “Pineapple cream,’’ she said. “Well, chop out a hunk a that.’’
