Triangular Point

She wore a Cheshire grin, slowly munching the bite she'd snitched from his plate. "You took my point," he said. "Everyone knows, the point is the best part." We sat around the table, savoring pie, sipping coffee. He wore an indignant look, his fork pronged above her pie, too late, her own point already in her mouth. A new concept to me, but I have to admit, the first bite of anything always tastes best.