"Zombies totally would eat pie," Alex insists, because maybe it's her heart and her heart is gonna be in the pie. Why does she keep thinking about pie? And why does she really, really want pie right now? Seriously, there is such a thing as an acceptable time for pie and okay, so usually it's always, but priorities!

She takes a breath after being ordered, staring at her saviour with a look of confusion. "Are you a zombie?" she asks warily.