I did all my pie-baking on Wednesday night, and left the pumpkin pie out to cool while I worked on the apple. Of course I did other things during that time, and so I didn't have the pie in my line of vision at all times. When I went to cover it up right before bed, I noticed that it had a few fingerprints in it.
I have no definitive proof, but based on opportunity, personality, and reaction when confronted, I'm 99% sure the culprit was Nicolas...
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