*she's beyond impressed and eager, she sighs contently as the smell floats around them* GLaDOS would get better results if she used pie instead of cake. Where did you even get an entire pie anyways? Is it poisoned? Made out of epoxy and asbestos? *she eyes it again* Eh, if it takes as good as it smells, it'll be a fine death!
It’s the usual way I do it, you know we’ve done it dozens of times. *sits down, laying the box on the ground and patting the ground next to him* We’ll die of a sugar overdose, or a deliriousness overdose.













