Silver found two boxes of hot pizzas. He handed them to Shadow, who looked at the boxes, then at Silver.

"What do you expect me to do?" Shadow asked, folding his arms.

Silver rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I expect you to pay it, of course. This is a business."

Shadow raised his right eye. "You just said the P word."

Knuckles giggled as he popped up behind Shadow. "Pingas!"

Shadow slapped Knuckles across the face. "Not that P word, you idiot."

Silver narrowed his eyes. "Well, do you want these pizzas, or not?"

Shadow waved his hands. "No thanks. I'm not paying for this, you know how I am."

Silver growled as he grabbed a nearby pizza pie and tossed it in Shadow's face. Knuckles noticed, and laughed heartily.