Snow
Grabbing the pepsi, Snow opened it with ease then handed it back. "Weak," he said simply, but you could tell that he was joking. He continued to feast on his treat, greedily. The only food that he ever indulged it was in the food court and that wasn't much, so this pie was heaven sent. He listened to her in between sips of soda.
"A scandal," he said. "Interesting. I don't really have an opinion on love, but judging by Titanic, The Notebook, and The Great Gatsby, I've noticed that love is real. It's just not meant for everyone." He took another bite of pie. "Well, I bet you didn't know that I can sing. That's right, get all your jokes in while you can. It surprised me when I found out about my little hidden talent." This pie was making him more open, but he didn't mind. It was nice to actually have someone that wasn't intimidated by him. "Media has been my teenage survival guide since I've been here. I'm debating how accurate it is though..."