Sydney to the Max

Wow, Lexi, what is that amazing smell?

A homemade Sweet Potato Praline pie.

This right here will make you forget your name.

Yum!

Uh‐uh. You gotta wait 'til it cools.

Patience, honey.

‐Wow, what is that‐‐ ‐Sweet Potato Praline pie.

‐Yum! Can we‐‐ ‐It's cooling. Patience, honey.

But look at Winston's face. Even he wants a slice.

Oh, that's not Winston's pie‐sniffing face,

that's his missing‐his‐job face.

Who hires a mini horse?

Actually, who fires a mini horse?

Me and Winston used to visit the senior centers back home.

He misses spreading the joy to folks.

He's like the horse version of Santa Claus.

Hey, my sorority does tons of community service.

I'd be happy to ask about opportunities for Winston.

Thanks, Grandma Judy!

Look, it's his couldn't‐be‐happier face.

I'll have to take your word for it.

Both: Pie time!

Goodness gracious, did y'all eat today?

Oh my!

Mmm. You said it.

Lexi, this is so good, you could sell it.

Hey, you should sell it.

Have you ever thought about having a pie stand?

I'd be happy to help.

Love that.

Plus, I could use the extra money

to get Koko some new clothes.

Girlfriend needs a glow up.

‐Hey, fam. ‐Oh, hey.

Dad, Can Lexi and I

set up a pie stand at the smoothie shop?

Well, I'll have to taste it first.

Mm.

Oh, wow.

Right?

Don't you think your customers

deserve a great slice of pie?

Absolutely. But not this slice.

This slice is mine.

Oh, who am I kidding?

We all know I'm gonna eat the whole pie.

Okay, Lexi, I think we're all set.

Oh, just one more thing.

Say, "Princess of Pies."

Princess?

You mean the "Queen of Pies."

Oh, I am definitely sending this to your mom.

Aunt Essence is gonna love it!

Sure will.

Alrighty, time to get it poppin'.

We got pies to sell.

Uh, wait. It's my shop,

so shouldn't I get the first slice?

It seems only fair.

You had half a pie yesterday!

Yeah and the half in my tummy is lonely.

Won't you let him have a friend?

Sorry, Dad, but you're just gonna have to wait

until we've served paying customers.

Like that one over there.

Hello, ma'am,

would you like to buy a delicious slice

of Sweet Potato Praline pie?

Aw, aren't you sweet!

Why yes, I am.

But you know what's even sweeter?

These pies.

Thanks, but I'm not really a pie person.

Not a pie person?

Wow, I heard y'all existed,

I just never thought I'd meet one.

Dad,

people are gonna buy Lexi's pie, right?

Of course they are. She's just gettin' started.

I mean, this was my idea.

I'd feel terrible if

she didn't get any customers.

Don't worry. When I first opened this place,

I didn't think I'd get a single customer.

And then, three months later,

boom, I had two.

Yeah. I'm not helping.

Hey, Syd.

Oh, hey.

Olive, I need a big favor.

A favor? For you?

You know I'd do anything for you.

I'd walk on hot coals for you. I would‐‐

Actually, I just need you to eat some pie.

Oh, thank goodness.

I have very sensitive feet.

Yeah. I just need you to eat some of Lexi's pie,

and rave about how delicious it is,

so other customers buy some.

On it.

‐Hey, Olive. ‐Hey, Lexi.

Are you selling pie?

I'd love a slice.

You got it.

Mmm. It's so good.

You have to eat it first.

Oh, right.

Lexi, this is great!

No, amazing! No, incredible!

I mean, this is the best thing I've ever tasted.

Olive, don't overdo it.

I'm not overdoing it.

In fact, I'm under‐doing it.

Wait, why am I explaining myself when I could be eating pie?!

I want some pie.

And me next!

Well, I'll be.

Look who's seen the light.

Isn't this pie so good?

So good.

Max, try not to talk with your mouth full.

Mmm. Man oh man.

Well, my plate's empty, so I get the last slice.

Oh. Hold on, hold on.

Aunt Maya made this pie, so as her favorite nephew.

Right, but she's my mom, so I clearly deserve it.

I'll take that.

Essence!

Family rules, sis.

You start Mom's Sweet Potato Praline pie without me,

I finish it without you.

Hello, sweet children.

Well, it looks like you all enjoyed my pie.

Sorry we didn't leave you a slice, Aunt Maya.

But I can't be held responsible for my actions

with a pie this good.

Can you make another pie, Mom?

Please?

Pretty praline potato please?

I wish I could, but I have a ton of work.

Unless one of you wants to go over

500 pages of court documents?

Yeah.

Neither do I.

Poor Mom. She's been working so hard.

I wish there was something nice we could do for her.

Ooh, I've got an idea!

Let's bake her a Sweet Potato Praline pie, and surprise her with it.

Mom will love it!

Great idea, sis!

I'll get Great Grams' recipe.

Aw, man. I miss Great Grams.

She always said,

"Leo, you touch that pie before it cools,

and it'll be the last thing you ever touch!"

Good times.

I can't believe we sold out the pies so quick!

I can! They're amazing! I'm so proud of you.

Well, cuz, I couldn't have done it without you.

Now let's get Koko a major 'fit upgrade.

Okay,

which of these color schemes do you think

brings out the "Portland chic" in Koko?

Don't ask me.

She's the one with the vision.

Hey, guys!

I am gonna blow your pie‐makin' minds.

Crust me on this.

"Crust me." Good one, Uncle Max.

The man's been waiting his whole life

for an audience like you.

So, my favorite customer, Sylvia, loved your pie so much,

she wants four pies for tomorrow night.

You think you can do it?

Can a mama squirrel eat cheese grits?

Uh?

That's a yes.

Great! I'll let Sylvia know.

Lexi, good news!

What's up, Grandma Judy?

My sorority sister volunteers at a senior center,

and she told them all about you and Winston.

They're so excited.

They want you to bring him over tomorrow.

Great! I can't wait to tell Winston.

Oh, wait. What about the big pie order?

Shoot, you're right.

Well, I can't bake them now. It's almost my bedtime.

Okay. Well, I'll tell the senior center you can't make it this time.

No, no. I don't wanna let them down.

Wait, Syd,

would you mind bakin' the pies?

I'm sure you know the family recipe.

There's a family recipe?

Yeah. It's Great Grams' pie.

Didn't your mom teach you to bake it?

Oh, um,

actually no.

I guess my mom never had a chance.

But if you give me the recipe, I can bake them for you.