"You don't know what cherries are? Who does't know about cherries? It's a fruit, a delicious fruit when baked into a pie that when you eat it gives you warm and happy feelings."
Ned stands there a minute, wondering if what zherries were, and if they could be made into pie. If they were indeed pie material, Ned thought that he should have at least heard of them, but he ignores the thought for now because he was happy with his simple, ordinary, fruit filled pies that everyone loved. He'd only just added cup-pies to the menu let's not push it.
"Me? Uh, no... I mean yes, I'm fine. We're all fine here just a bunch of people gathered together to eat pie."
(technically he's a star wars geek, but I'm going to avoid the fourth wall here)
Ned stands there a minute, wondering if what zherries were, and if they could be made into pie. If they were indeed pie material, Ned thought that he should have at least heard of them, but he ignores the thought for now because he was happy with his simple, ordinary, fruit filled pies that everyone loved. He'd only just added cup-pies to the menu let's not push it.
"Me? Uh, no... I mean yes, I'm fine. We're all fine here just a bunch of people gathered together to eat pie."