Dorothy Gale knows much better than to give everyone the simplistic gift of chocolate. Everyone is included in her holidays, after all, and so she knows Dean needs a different sort of gift than a box of chocolate. In the basket hanging from her elbow, she has a freshly baked pie for him with apples she canned herself in the heat of summer just for him.
With a smile on her face, she holds out the basket to him, Toto at her heels. The small dog may know better, but she can tell he wants the pie just as much as she knows Dean will once he lifts the lid. "I do hope you like it."
She gives a soft laugh, reaching in to remove the pastry from the basket. "Oh, of course. I thought you would like it more than chocolates. Happy Valentine's day, to you."
With a smile on her face, she holds out the basket to him, Toto at her heels. The small dog may know better, but she can tell he wants the pie just as much as she knows Dean will once he lifts the lid. "I do hope you like it."
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