I'm all cinched up in my pastel swimsuit that looks more like a wrestling slingshot leotard thingy, and before me Draid has laid an assortment of seemingly simple crustless white pies- some sprinkled, some round, some square... but I have a feeling he's up to something. Sure enough, I'm informed these pies aren't what they seem. Underneath the foam lies an assortment of treats, both sweet and not so sweet. Pink cake batter, baked beans, cream of mushroom, purple icing, some duds, a random egg are all on the lineup. He graciously lets me choose my own pies, pieing my head, chest, face, and ass multiple times. For the final pie I get to pie myself in the face! I just hope its not the mushroom soup pie... This isn't over!