I was having a hard time last week, and ended up piking on a Square date, where I was to make incredibly yummy pie. But oh, how I adore the Square:

From: The Second Quarter
To: The First Quarter
CC: The Third Quarter; The Fourth Quarter
Subject: URGENT: pie

Dear First Quarter,

You are hearby summoned to The Square Flat (hereafter known as “the flat”) for the purposes of making a spinach, feta and sun-dried tomato pie (“pie”). Should you be unable to attend to this duty within a reasonable period of time you must immediately divulge all relevant pie-making secrets to the inhabits of the flat so they may attempt to construct said pie themselves.

Yours sincerely,

The Second Quarter
Chief pie-eater

Needless to say I shall NOT divulge all relevant pie-making secrets, and shall instead answer the summons. :)