Mmhmm. And press it into the dough a little; gotta make sure it doesn't fall off or anything.

[With that, he pulls over the bowl with the filling, placing it between the two of them so that Billy can join in as well, then starts to sprinkle it over the dough.]

We're going to leave about half an inch of a border, too. [And, without looking, he flicks his fingers at Billy's cheek, flinging bits of the filling at him. Starting a food fight is probably a bad idea, but he just can't resist.]