They shake your hand, give you some jizz-fried-steak to take home to the family, and wish you the best.

    You exit the meat locker and find your way to the back enterance of the Sharon House of Pizza, then walk back home.

    You enter Poppy's house with a trash bag full of your new delicacy.

    That night, gathered at the dinning room table, you treat everyone at the house to special a very special meal.

    "Wow, this stuff is great, Bradford," says Poppy.

    "I simply must get the recipe," says Sandy.

    "Yeah this is pretty good stuff, Brad," says Sarah.

    Katie nods is approval with her mouth full.

    "Way to go, Dad," says Noam, helping himself to thirds.

    "Not bad," says Pam licking her plate clean.  "Not bad..."