It is foreseen that the people of this land shall be beset with an unending desire for hot, fresh breaded circles of joy.
A hero shall arise, one with the speed and agility of a gazelle and the navigational prowess of a GPS,
This hero shall traverse the vast expanse of concrete and steel, bearing the sacred burden of pepperoni and mozzarella.
As the prophecy foretells, this hero shall be met with both awe and skepticism.
The people shall be torn asunder between the allure of the steaming pie and the trepidation of the delivery fee.