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[colour=#4b0082]T[/colour]he white mare blinked and looked upwards towards Dunder, who was standing in the doorway. "Ah, welcome. My name is miss Fleur De Lis. Of course, you should already know who I am." She stood up and trotted across the room. "Well, you look good and strong." She mused. "And... you seem... familiar." She paused for a moment, thoughtfully putting a hoof to her lip and pondering. "Ah yes, you are Sherlock's friend are you not? Any friend of Sherlock's is a friend of mine. Well... come in then." She smiled and returned to her position behind the desk.

[colour=#800080]L[/colour]ately, the mare had been needing a few "crew members" to help out with a some things. Namely, a bodyguard, you know, to fend off those random weird ponies. They would be in charge of getting rid of pesky fans and some of the stallions who just couldn't take a hint. As well, she would need a personal assistant, to assist with random tasks. You know, if the actress had wanted some ice cream from the other side of town, or a really overly specific coffee order. [colour=#800080]O[/colour]f course, she could have deferred the task to somepony else, that is, to hire for her. But Fleur had always preferred the hooves-on kind of approach to these sorts of matters. So for that reason she would do the hiring herself. A week earlier she had put out an advertisement for interested parties to come to the downtown theater and meet. [colour=#800080]S[/colour][colour=#000000]o there she was, waiting. S[/colour]he shuffled slightly, glancing casually towards the oak door at the end of the room. Anytime now, somepony would walk through that door. It could be anypony. In Canterlot, you never knew who you might meet. And that was the whole point of course. So all she had to do now was wait.

[colour=#800080]S[/colour]he looked at dunder, rasing a brow curiously. "[colour=#ee82ee]That's... quite the story.[/colour]" [colour=#800080]C[/colour]asually, she lifted the wine glass up to take a small sip. It seemed as if everypony were talking at once. Fleur glanced off towards the princess, doing what she could not to stare impolitley, but at the same time projecting a subtle condescending vibe towards her. She had a few things to say, and had it been any other pony she might have said something, but it was more proper to hold her tongue.

[colour=#800080]T[/colour]he thespian mare blinked and shook her head at Luna's sudden outburst; It had come seemingly out of nowhere! That was the Princess for you. At least, that's from what she had personally seen and heard from others. It was no matter though, Sherlock and the Guard were there to intervene and bring her temper down a peg... hopefully. She would give the eternal mare one thing: she sure knew how to steal the show. [colour=#800080]F[/colour]leur attempted to passively change the topic. So she sipped her wine and turned to Dunder. "I think the more important question here is what exactly was Sherlock doing to get himself knocked out? Hmm? Now that's a story I want to hear."

Why do some places call fries, fries, and not chips. But fish and fries as "Fish and Chips" but not "Fish and Fries"?

The French mare politely smiled as timbre swing greeted her, and then turned her attention back to Sherlock. "Sherlock! So good to see you!" She glanced around at all the other ponies there, her gaze lingering on Luna for a moment before everypony started making introductions. She introduced herself politely to them all, and took a drink of wine upon the detective's return.

Good upgrade if your bored, I guess. Maybe I could use this on my laptop or something, but there's really no need on my main PC.

Fleur took a seat at one of the tables, glancing around the room. She was looking for Sherlock. Of course, that had been the reason for her to come here in the first place. Luckily, he eventually did come, along with a friend or two it seemed like. Not hesitating in the slightest, she walked over to the group that had gathered. "Bonjour", she said, tapping sherlock on the shoulder.

I don't think Vinyl even makes music.

Bellosh I could have just helped you.

Don't think you realize this but the people responsible for the "rare" you know and love are completely gone from the company. They left a very long time ago. Wherever Rare goes from here, it's only Rare in name only. You might have the franchise names, but it won't matter because the people who made those games what they are, aren't there.

Prosecutor_Zero and ArmygeddonBomb added to the whitelist

Thanks

[colour=#4b0082]T[/colour]he click clack of hooves against cobble reverberated off the walls of nearby houses as white unicorn made her way to the speakeasy. She had been there once before, and so she knew exactly where she was going. Slowly, the houses turned into buisinesses, mostly closed for the night. Eventually though, she came up to the warehouse and walked up to the side door. [colour=#4b0082]T[/colour]he doorman of course recognized her right away, and let her inside.