I'm kidding, of course. I'm always going to say something further.
No, I never made the recipe before. Yes, I was tired. No, I didn't just say, "Screw it. I'll bring in that box of graham crackers and some jelly." I looked up a brand new recipe, precooked the rhubarb, baked the fruit layer, whipped up the cream cheese part, baked the cheesecake layer, cooled the pie in a draft-free area for thirty minutes then chilled the pie overnight in the fridge. Then I washed the dishes and went to bed.
See how clear all of that is? I did all of that. Wendy brought in doughnuts.
Because Wendy is a normal person. I am a freak.