I make a pumpkin pie every year for Thanksgiving and, every year, I end up eating most of it. This is because Blair doesn't have much of a sweet tooth. In an effort to keep the calorie count down this year, I asked about maybe not making the pie. 

"We have to have the pie!" said Blair. 

"But you only eat one tiny little piece," I said. "I'm the one who eats it. I'd rather just not make it and not be tempted."

"I will eat the majority of the pie this year," said Blair. "I swear. My pie. All mine." 

"Fine," I said, pulling out the ingredients. "Just remember you promised."