Gandhina will be the exception, when you get around to meeting her. The dumb dog will pick up everything under the sun in her mouth, but she won't fight. That's how we ended up with Thing — she found him in the tall grass and tried to fetch him back to show me. He scratched the hell out of her muzzle, too, but she wouldn't do anything but stand there and take it.

[In other words, Albert's starter is roughly as much of a pacifist as he is. Go figure, Cooper's theory that they all get starters that reflect them somehow...]

Okay, let's try that again. I'm buying pie. You're going to name a flavor. I'd suggest one you like but if you just want to name one out of the blue, I'm sure as hell not going to stop you.

[...Hmmm. On one hand, help baking implies domesticity and they are grown men and what do they look like here, Betty Crocker? On the other hand...help baking.]

Just like how I'm not gonna stop you if you want to pitch in, either.