The fireplace was going, the TV was sitting on a title screen, and the West family plus Caitlyn, Cisco, and HR, sat around the living room waiting for the movie to start, when the doorbell wrang. Barry flashed up to the door with Cisco following close behind, the pizza man holding several large pizza bags stood on the stoop with a confused look on his face.

“Hey man, big party? I’ve got 2 more bags out in the car…. your total is $75.97.” The pimply faced young man said handing over boxes as Barry signed the credit receipt adding in a decent tip for the trouble. The door shut behind him as he sighed, “Man seems I spend most of my paychecks on food for just me! Least pizza is cheapish.”

“Pizza IS good, but the stuff you put on it is ridiculous. Pepperoni, jalapenos, and olives? Really?” Cisco griped as he took a box off the top that was laid out on the table, pulling out a couple of slices. “Give me just pepperoni or bacon.”

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“I like ham and pineapple, or bacon.” Caitlyn spoke up as she picked up her slices out of the slew of boxes. “Though many say that pineapple should never go on pizza.”

Joe slipped up behind Caitlyn grabbing a slice of hers, “I like just about anything on a pizza, though growing up with Barry, I learned to compromise on toppings, Iris liked anchovies and artichokes for the longest time.”

HR looked at the various offerings and decided on the pepperoni, and mushroom, then wandered into the kitchen to pour another cup of coffee, listening to the various discussions about pizza toppings. Thinking about the toppings that were popular on his earth he wondered if they would be considered as strange to them as their favorites were to him. Salmon and Capers, spinach and chicken, chili peppers and ham, maybe he shouldn’t let them in on these musings, and sipped his coffee.

Next up: “Bullies”