You're a bit taken to hear the man on the other end order a pizza, but what can you do? You write down the order and the address and get started. First you roll out the dough (when did you even get that?), then you cover it with sauce and cheese and more cheese, so much cheese, and then a little extra. You sprinkle around a few pepperoni and throw the whole thing in your oven. Being approximately twice the size of your oven, you fold the pizza in half to fit it inside. You pull the folded up pizza out a few minutes later and head for the address you wrote down.
You ring the doorbell and a spindly middle-aged man answers the door. You present him the order, which he inspects. "I didn't order a calzone," he says.