This had to be some sort of publicity stunt, but ... pies?
What kind of pie? No, stop thinking that.
"You, uh, stay here." Sammy grabbed onto Qamar's elbow to steady him and help get the pie tin off his face. "I'm going to push that guy off the roof." Or freeze time, yank his pants down around knees, push his face into the floor and tie his hands behind his back with his own mask. Maybe.
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