after some done buissneses okxxko was very hungry,at friend recommedation he goes to Pie Factory

he came in the PF and he see a lot of peoples eating there,he thinks "pie must be very good here"

he order 2 apple pies,and 1 blueberry pie,he sit and start to eat...

after some time okxxko eats his pies and he was impressed by pies,he order 3 more pies to give his mother.

he pays his bill and disapier at the alley

As the durdens limp body fell by her feet, she walked forward as she made her way back to the safe house, noticing the aroma she walked in the pie shop. 

"Can i get 2 apple and 2 chocolate pies please, also you got any custard or ice cream in the back i can put with it?"

Watching round hoping no one heared the sound she tried to look as if just another passer by in the night

Having spent all day in a meeting Jericho decided to head back to The Pie Factory, he walks in looks around a little before deciding.

"Can I get a cherry pie please?"

He stands there with a big smile on his face as he walks out with his pie.

Rose was rushing around finishing up her errands and business meetings, when passing this charming Pie Factory.  She had the sudden urge for blueberry pie.  Instructing her driver to pull over, Rose waits for her bodyguards to exit and maintain a safety sweep before she exits the car.  Escorted to the door, she goes inside, and is surprised at no line for once today.

Ordering five slices of blueberry pie to go, Rose pays for the purchase, and collects the small to-go boxes.  She heads back outside to the car ready to delve into these delicious treats.  Something to hold them over until lunch time.  She makes a few suggestions for lunch, as the car takes off down the road, before opening her blueberry pie.  Rose sighs softly as she tastes the heavenly blueberry flavor, lunch forgotten at the moment.

Caesar excited about been in the city of Detroit.  He heard great things from his father.  He was there to establish a new deal with some old associates of his fathers.  He calls a shop his father told him about that had great pies.  He was starting to feel hungry as his host was driving him around.  

He and his security were looking for a place to eat and drink and found the pie factory.   They enter the place and order a couple of apple pies and then like his father he ran down his list of thinks that had to be done and people he had to meet in order to secure the booze needed to keep his outfit running and there national associates.   He knows this is a great opportunity to get in  at a good  price.   He smiles as his pie's arrive and his boys rip into them, he looks at his watch and knows he has time to relax before he  has to get started again.  

He call's his fathers words.

Son you have to talk with the Detroit Partnership before anything can kick off and remember that Government agents are actively trying to expose the rackets.  So move slowly and ensure things are set up correctly.

In light of Christmas, Morte_Rossa decided to visit The Pie Factory, which had been passed down to AverySunburst through his family. She needed to order a TON of pies for the Christmas party that she was planning for her family and friends back at the Fort Alara Headquarters.

Rossa had heard stories about this very pie shop. She had heard that there was always a guy at the counter, but he was just there to smile. The story she had heard though was about the men of Avery's family who had since passed away, so she had no idea if it was still the same. 

She walked in to see a smiling man at the counter that didn't look like Avery, so she asked if she could speak to Avery. The man smiled and clapped his hands, and Avery appeared from the back room, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. 

"Well, looks like the myth is at least half true," she said, after laughing a little. "You didn't jump out of a tree though so I see you're making new traditions!"

She said a quick thank you to the man who stands at the counter, and he walked into the back room to do whatever he does back there.

She turned back to Avery and said hello to him, after he had fully woken up. "I need to order three Apple Pies, three Cherry Pies, four Chocolate Pies, two Blueberry Pies and one Strawberry Rhubarb Pie.. And I have heard about the rushed pies, and I will not be taking part in that adventure of fun," she said sarcastically, drawing a little laugh from Avery. "I'm throwing a Christmas Party for The Loop, and you are invited if you would like to come. I know you're not from The Loop, but still!"

She waited while Avery rang up her order and gave her the total, and she paid quickly, giving him a $5 tip, and another $5 tip for the man who is paid to look good and smile at the counter.

"Thank you very much! Do you have an estimate of how long it will take to make thirteen pies?"

Avery woke to the noise of someone in the shop, sitting up he looked around at the empty bags of flour he'd fallen asleep on. Growling as he tried to remember why he was sleeping here, it was lost in a drunken haze of the past nights events. He began to stumble towards the front of the shop and stopped at the door, what had his father said? something about looking hung over and business? ah screw it he wasn't here to correct him.

Walking through the door Avery Gave a smile as he realized who was in his shop, Morte_Rossa it was always nice to see her. but why was she here, Avery tries to speak but nothing really comes out so he ends up listening. 13 pies" what the hell was she talking about? Looking around and he was in his pie shop, that explained the flour at least

There was a long pause as Avery found his bearings, he was in Detroit in his pie shop and Rossa wanted pies. 13 pies.

"Two Hours!"

He just kind of blurted it out, like and excited kid who knows the answer. Scratching his head and leaving his multi colored hair sticking up all over the place he coughs.

"sorry that will be two hours, you mentioned something about a Christmas party? when where? and will there be rum?"

Morte_Rossa laughed as AverySunburst stumbled on his words, and came to realize that he must have been drunk and passed out at the shop, because his hair was a mess and he couldn't form full sentences.

"Two hours!" Avery almost yelled to Rossa. "Sorry, that will be two hours.. You mentioned about a Christmas Party? When? Where? And will there be rum?!"

Rossa laughed again at the mere mention of alcohol, and then said, "I have rented a bartender for the event, so hopefully that is enough alcohol for you!"

Avery scratched at his head as he thought about the alcohol most likely, and then he said again that it would take two hours, and she told him she would be around town while he was making the pies.

Two hours later, Rossa walked back into the shop to pick up the pies. She walked in and the man who is paid to stand at the counter was back in his position, so she asked him if her pies were finished. He smiled and said that they were and that Avery would bring them all out to her vehicle.

After she helped Avery carry all of the pies outside, she said to him, "The party starts very soon! Hopefully I make it back to Headquarters in time, and I hope you can make it!!! Thanks again and goodbye!"

Getting in her car, she waved goodbye and then took off down the street, to head back to HQ for The Christmas Party To Top All Others.

The morning was upon him and two things were on his mind, why did he drink so much and how can he be so hungry as he headed back to the lay low to drink his weight in coffee as he zigzagged on foot across the pavement.   The gentle odor of scotch and rum, ran of his breath like an invisible mist as he moved further forward in the desolate city as he found himself at a friends business.

Pushing on the door he slumped himself in a chair as he looked over the counter.  You got any coffee for an old friend, before i order he blurted as he gazed upon the illicit fattening pies he knew he shouldn't have.

"I will take a chocolate pie and a blueberry pie please" 

as his stomach gurgled to itself

"and some of your personal stash of coffee if you have some here"

he smiled cheekily, was like looking at a naughty schoolboy waiting to see the headmaster

Pies.

Pies oh pies, he had always even loved the word. It twirled off of his tongue and directly onto the plate, never being unsatisfying. Ted had always thought himself to be quite the pie connoisseur and so when he was told about the shop which had been opened in Detroit for a few months, he jumped up and decided he had just needed to go and visit. Pulling his car onto the sidewalk, he hopped out and walked through the doors of the pie factory.

Taking his seat, he ordered three apple pies. You can never be too careful as to how much pie you may accidentally eat, and he had always been such a fan of apple that he was sure he'd down at least... two pieces? He smiled as he waited for his food to be brought out to him, because he knew that surely this would be a glorious eat.

Twirling his thumbs and playing with his fingers, he looked up from his lap only to look at the clock. What was taking so long? He inquired to his brain, but his brain had no idea. It was bad with questions like that, so sadly Ted hopped up and walked over to the counter. Staring around for a few moments he saw three lovely apple pies sitting there just waiting for the taking.

"Hello, sirs. How much for those three pies?!"

"Well those pies are already for someone here..."

"NONSENSE! I'll give you three hundred dollars for the three."

"Well... that's a lot of money, sure. Take them."

Ted hurriedly took all three pies and greedily sat down to devour them, and devour he did. After only ten minutes he noticed that all three rather large pies were gone, and so he put the tins into his duffle bag and sighed to himself. How did he eat those so quickly? Poor Ted. Then one of the waiters walked over to him.

"Hello! I ordered three pies about twenty minutes ago, where are they?"

"Well, sir... awkward thing, but someone bought them for a rather large sum of cash, we are making you three new pi..."

"NO! I will not wait any longer! This is incredulous! I hope you know you've lost a customer today!" forgetting that he was the one who bought the three pies, Ted jumped up from his seat and left the pie place. Sad as ever, but still rather full. 

Wild was hungry as hell, he heard good things about this Pie Factory and wanted to make sure for himself.

So I read the menu, but I did not notice the American Pie there :S,

Can you provide me with some?

SamUnderwood heads towards the Pie Factory.  The smell of pie filled the sky.  The smell of deliciousness got stronger as I walked closer towards the factory. Pushed open the door and  walked in and looked around seeing how packed it was.  Saw so many people eating all kinds of pies.  Seems like all the pies from here taste yummy.  "I suppose I'll try the apple pie."  The Cashier was looking at me and saying "Next customer please!"  I quickly moved up before anybody could cut me in line.  "I am actually a bit undecided, so let me have an apple and chocolate pie.  May I ask how long the wait will be?  The wait will be around twenty minutes.  That's fine I'll just go have a seat and wait for the pies to be done and not rushed." Walked over towards the mini bar and looking at the varieties of drinks.  "Can I get a shot of Jack Daniel? Coming right up sir."  I grabbed the shot and drank it.  The tingling feeling it left as it went down my throat.  "Thanks.  I definitely needed that after a long day of work."  Walked over to an empty table and sat down while waiting for the pies. 

Ryu enters the pie factory hungry from a long days work. He reaches into his pocket to see how much cash he has earnt.

2 pies one chocolate and one applepie please.

Ryu leaves the factory headng for the park to have his pies.

Thorne walked  down the street of Detroit's business district, he had never been down here but his many greats grandfather owned a business down here. His grandfather had told him that the place still existed and was running despite no one really running it. Finally finding the former warehouse turned  pie factory, walking inside he notices the odd little man standing behind the counter. Thinking to himself how damn old is this guy? is it the same one from the stories.

Walking to the counter Thorne pokes the little man, and jumps back but the man just sits there smiling. he shrugs and looks around and runs over to a tree, scampering up it like a monkey he lays in the tree. Man many greats grandfather Avery had the right idea! looking over at the sign he smiled and decided he would re-take over this place and run it. Closing his eyes Thorne nods off waiting for more customers.

Even though AdmiralAckbar booked a stay at the summer resort, just out of town, he had work to do. Once he was done swimming in the pool and relaxing in the Jacuzzi it to get some business done in Down Town, Detroit. With sharp whistle and wave, AdmiralAckbar sighed the cab driver to pick him up. On his way to the job, he made quick stop for some food. Admiral always had a sweet tooth (this didn't help is his low-carb diet). 

While he walked down the street in search of a place to refuel he saw a small corner shop, the pie factory. He walked over and stepped inside, grabbed a chair and sat down at the table. He quickly grabbed a menu en started reading the list of pies they offered. Moments later en waiter walked over to his table to take his order.

'One apple pie please, and do you serve coffee with that ?' Admiral asked politely. 

As the day goes ahead, NumberOne finishes what he came to do in Detroit, and feels like relaxing for a bit before he heads back to New York, so he asked his driver to drive through the city so he can pick a nice restaurant to have a snack or a nice meal. It was 20 minutes later of driving when No.1 noticed The Pie Factory, he asked his driver to pull over and went into the restaurant.

He had a fast look at the small menu & asked the waiter for an Apple Pie Rushed (Not knowing what does Rushed mean but he thought to try it)

It had been a long day of searching in the warehouse district of Detroit. It all started when he found this key in an old hat, but that’s a story for another day. 35 doors, that’s how many doors I have tried today, it was becoming a pain. I’m about ready to give up when the key clicks home in the lock and the door swings open.

Stepping inside there is a thick layer of dust everywhere, coughing a few times, I looks around thinking the building has potential. There are a few contractors id like get in here, luckily everyone forgot about this place so “closing” it during the renovation and reopening will not be an issue. Before leaving I find an old banner and hang it outside.

Opening Soon