Randy gave it a sniff and looked it over. He'd never been a huge fan of chocolate, but he was still an objective judge...
Anthony remained just as pleased as ever.

The next item was Father Erickson's blueberry pie.

And no one was more excited about this than Anthony... If he was going back to a hardcore diet when he returned home, he saw no reason not to enjoy as much as he could for the moment.

After the pie came some lemon squares from Greta.

Now it was Randy's turn to be excited, and he was sure to give the lemon squares very high marks...

The next contestant offered up a tuna and salmon pot-pie. Barry presented the judges with a slice and waited expectantly.

Randy and Anthony were both thrilled with this, though most of the other judges were not...

Barry grinned at Anthony, "How's it going brother bear?"

"Br--ber--what?" Anthony blinked up at him. It's that talking bear again... "Oh, um, just fine, thank you," he replied stiffly.

Barry beamed, "Me an the missus made that pie together! She caught the fish,"

Anthony frowned. "I'm... I'm not going to ask how," he said, more to himself than to Barry.

"She dove right into Walrus lake and caught them in her mouth!" said Barry.

Anthony looked as though he might be ill, but Randy kept right on eating the pie.

"And I sliced them up with my claws!" said Barry.

Anthony pushed his plate away and wiped at his tongue with a napkin. Even Randy at least paused to get a closer look at the pie and Barry's claws...

Barry's claws were clean but a bit worn at the ends, he wiggled them in demonstration.