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"Pigeon pie," Devon said with a feigned ignorance, shrugging. "Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue as a delectable treat, does it? I'll have someone search for it."

"No need to put yourself out," Robert replied, shaking his head. "You won't find such a thing in the Devil Capital. And even if you did, it would lack any real spice or flavor."

"Fair point," Devon conceded with a nod