SunsetSombra

Spike was lost in his daze of applebaked treats, barely hearing anything of the conversations taking place as he put all of his mental faculties into achieving the current task of deciding what he wanted to eat - well, most of them...since he was still thinking in the back of his mind about the idea of getting Rarity something so fabulous that she'd HAVE to lavish her attentions an' affections on him - yup, seemed to pretty much be the perfect plan! "[colour=#800080]Well while Spike figures out what he wants, I'd love an apple tart![/colour]" It was this sentence that shook him out of his mini reverie, and the dragon shakes his head to clear his head of the brief haze that had washed over him in his daze, deciding that now was probably just a good time to place an order...which he goes ahead and does quickly - he didn't wanna be the one to hold up the rest of the group, so he simply goes for the first couple of things that he enjoyed which came to mind at this particular moment! "[colour=#008080] AJ, Couldya Gimme an Apple Fritter an' some applejuice if you have any, Please[/colour]? " He asked the orange pony with a small firm nod, seemingly having made his choice. Heck, he liked her fritters a whole bunch... and there weren't many juices in Ponyville better than Sweet Apple Acres own farm grown and made Apple Juice!

Spikes eyes grow a little wider at the sight of the rather ratty but familiar chest - it wasn't exactly clean anymore, and it hadn't been particularly pristine for the longest time, but Spike kinda knew roughly what it looked like, and was pretty sure that what was being hoisted into the air by the power of magic was more or less what he'd come all this way to find. " [colour=#008080]YES, that's it[/colour]! " Spike utters excitedly, hopping up onto a nearby broken stool to get a better look at it, trying not to let his over excitale self get....well, too over excited at the prospect of being reunited with the collection of tasty gems that lay within - or at least, that's where he remembered they were. " I even brought the key with me! " He anounced triumphantly, holding up a simple silver key that had small taints of rusty streaks across it, which he breathed on with a simple breath and rubs on his chest, cleaning it almost like an apple. He plops the key into the hole and unlocks it, immediately rewarded by the sight of... " [colour=#008080]Old manuscripts[/colour]? [colour=#008080]Broken Quills[/colour]? " He utters, rubbing his head for a moment, rummaging again through deeper, and turning up even more curious junk. " [colour=#008080]They've gotta be here someplace - I KNOW I put them in here... [/colour]" He leans more into the chest to get a closer look, but finds himself losing balance and falling forwards - his tail whipcracking against the chest lid on a reflex, causing it to loose it's balanced open position and falls squarely back into place again with a rather solid sounding thunk. Spike pauses as he tries to turn around in the trunk to rectify himself, which in turn would look like the trunk was jumping and shaking of it's own accord had nopony witnessed Spikes unfortunate situation. The dragon tries to pound on the top of the chest, calling out to those ponies outside - this was kinda ridiculous, afterall.... " [colour=#008080]Uh... [/colour]" He calls out, quite glad that none of them could see the look of awkward humiliation on his features right now. " [colour=#008080]Little help here please, somepony[/colour]! "

Mac felt a twang of something he wasn't entirely sure was either remorse or regret when he glanced at Applejacks rather concerned expression...he knew she worried about his aloofness over the years, and it had been a subject of contention a few times in the past. He'd insisted that he was fine, that everything was just how he'd come to enjoy and appreciate the world around him, but she never seemed to want to take that as an answer - he wasn't ultimately sure there really WAS an answer he could give her that would make her feel less concerned, though, and thus had never truly made a point of worrying about it. Perhaps some day, she'd see things his way, but that day certainly wasn't going to be today... Regardless, Mac decided that the best course of action at this particular point in time was to focus on the barn building - Klondike was certainly focused and ready to get back to what the group had left to do for the rest of the day. Mac pondered over his choices, and Made his choice after considering carefully his available options. "[colour=#b22222] Well, ah think Ah'll take care o'the second floor... [/colour]" he says with a small nod, glancing around at the others momentarily. " [colour=#b22222]Anypony is welcome t'help out if they feel like it though, ah get the feelin' we're gonna need t'work closely t'get this done by the end of the day[/colour]! " Considering the timing of the day so far, it wasn't like they were doing BADLY...but it was simply better to get things wrapped up as soon as they could..

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Okay, my moving is taking affect this week and thus shall begin to be offline at home for a while, so my activity in RP's is gonna be down by about 60% for the next couple weeks whilst my internet account is transferred over - of course, I'll fight and claw for any internet usage I can get my hands on, so I plan on getting online to update RP's if possible, but regular IRC and Skype activity will most likely be a No-Go for any long periods of time for the next 2-3 weeks until kinks are worked out and finalised. Sorry to anyone I'm in threads with right now - I HOPE to get up to date on everything BEFORE we move to the new place, but I also haven't been able to focus on RP fully the last couple of days thanks to this whole moving apartment stuff - regardless, I'll post whatever I can whenever possible over the next few weeks though~! [colour=#800080]Vinyl Scratch[/colour], [colour=#008080]Spike[/colour], [colour=#ff0000]Big Mac[/colour], [colour=#dda0dd]Berry Punch[/colour], Robikku Pegasus, [colour=#8b4513]Brazil Nut[/colour] and[colour=#b22222] Poni Stark [/colour] { along with myself } shall all be back fully soon enough though!

Mac gave a wry smile at her attempt to retell the stories only he and her knew - fortunately, she had forgotten that that particular trip had been fuelled perhaps by a little too much Cider and brother/sister rivalry. Applejack stumbled as she spoke, deciding to let her rather weak comeback trail off for the time being. A sensible idea, given the presence of the younger ponies here...wasn't really an ideal setting for 'em to hear about that! Macintosh couldn't help but notice the distracted Carrot - seemed like Applejack was aware of the other ponies failed attempt to hide his interest, and was lookin' a little concerned for him. T'was cute to watch as Carrot stumbled over his sentances and tried to downplay where he was looking whilst he discussed the treats in front of them - Mac chuckled softly, and was just about to take a sip of his drink when... "[colour=#ff0000]Waaaaattteeeerrrrrrrrrr[/colour] " Applebloom suddenly looked like she'd swallowed a rocket, which prompted the ponies to momentarily pause and watch her after her effort to eat one of the rather odd carrot treats. Mac wasn't really sure if the filly wasn't just overreacting, but either way it was kinda funny watching her change colour a little whilst on her quest for a nice ice cold drink. He'd have offered her his own, but truth be told he was almost all out, and he didn't really like the idea of running dry whilst eating something himself. It wasn't that such things really got to him, as such, but he liked to make sure that he was perpared for it just in case there was a real kick to it that he hadn't anticipated. Of course, his suspicions about this particularly spicy food were compounded once Applejack gave herself a sampling of the same thing, andwoundup just about blowing steam outta her ears - Mac pauses and shakes his head for a moment, chuckling a little to himself. " [colour=#b22222]Well, looks like you folks got yourselves quite the kicker there, eh[/colour]? " he says, taking one for himself out of curiosity - since AJ wasn't known for bein' a particularly weak filly in her own right, this was getting his attention whilst her face turned weird colors from the strength. " [colour=#b22222]Now AH gotta try...[/colour]! " He then took a large bite out of the treat - pausing to take a moment to chew and savour the flavours that lay within...the carrot, the subtle spices, the rather unique way it all tasted as a combination...and then the rather subtle burning that followed, which took Mac a couple of moments to adjust to as he squinty-eyed and gave a small clearing of the throat as he tried to get to grips with just what was starting to creep over his tastebuds rather forcefully. He calmly takes a sip of the drink, finishing it off as he rubbed his forehead with a hoof, giving one loud cough before he speaks again. " [colour=#b22222]That'd, uh...that'd be some mighty impressive spicin' ya got there - maybe we should share notes on that... [/colour]" Mac says with a small chuckle, still visibly trying to not just give in to the toasty sensations currently welling. " [colour=#b22222]Ah always...always was a fan o'spicy foods[/colour]! "

Spike watches as Quicklime paused for talking to the other pony - the 'aroma' kinda taking Spike again by surprise and forcing him to hold his breath a little whilst he waited. Sure, he was used to the smell of ponies by now, but THIS pony seemed to smell...extra pony'ish - like he'd literally bathed in pure pony, before wading around head deep in a pile of smelly garbage. He wasn't about to make any comments in it, but the fact was that this rather weird pony seemed very interested in introducing himself to Lime...which wasn't something Spike had expected at all. He sits on her back, arms folded slightly as he waits for his currently-boarded host to shake off the unexpected conversation, giving a small clearing of the throat - he didn't mean to be rude or anything, but his nose was kinda sensitive to stuff like this, and the moment was kinda starting to get awkwardly uncomfortable, just a little!

Spike wasn't quite sure what to say about this rather odd measure that Pigpen utilised - it seemed a rather peculiar method of achieving something overly simple, and yet for reasons that nobody could probably explain EXCEPT pigpen, it worked for him just fine. The dragon gives a small shrug - heck, he was a dragon who was used frequently to send letters to the princess of Equestria...he really had no place himself to comment on how somepony else took care of such things. Giving a small shrug of a mental 'Whatever' at the thought, Spike nonetheless gives an appreciative '[colour=#008080]Thanks[/colour]' to the pony who had at least played a huge part in giving him a good lead to follow, before boundi9ng after the bees eagerly - sure, he hadn't thought before right now that he'd wind up chasing bees to find his lost gems, but sometimes that was just how the world turned...and Spike knew better than to just question how things worked out, so long as they simply worked at all!

[colour=#800080]“Howdy thar’; are ya’ supposed to be like, a talkin’ lizard?”[/colour] Spike paused and looks over to the pegasus who'd addressed him with a rather flat look - he wasn't really sure if her question was overly serious or whether she was just not paying attention to the fact that his species was, in fact, Draconic in nature rather than just being some talking lizard. He HAD in fact planned on saying something to address this rather awkward situation, but the sight of a familiar face stopped him short as Luna shuffled awkwardly nearby. It had been a while since they youngster had seen the princess of the night, and was therefore taken aback by her mere presence in a situation like this...so far from her canterlot palace home in the middle of the day, in a place where it seemed that nopony had even realised she would even have taken the time to visit at all. " [colour=#008080]Uh...Wow...Um...This is kinda weird...[/colour] " Spike utters under his breath, immediately unsure of what he should do - yeah, he should bow to royalty, but he was so caught up in trying to handle his own mini life drama that it didn't seem like it was appropriately fitting to apply such a formality...the dilemma presented was a curious one. He immediately found himself feeling a great deal more subdued and uncertain of how exactly to present himself in such an awkward position. The only thing Spike found himself thinking quietly to himself at this one moment was simply this: '[colour=#008080]I really should have stayed at home![/colour]'

[colour=#000000] [/colour][colour=#40E0D0]"To be honest, you kind of had it coming to you. Ponies look up to you, and your music's entrancing, as in it's hard to carry a rational thought through listening to it, it's that good. I'd probably have been caught up in the mess had I been there." [/colour]Once Wordplay had made her thoughts on what Vinyl had said regarding the article known, The unicorn DJ mare decided to speak up with a chuckle. " [colour=#800080]Hey, I know things were a little screwy that night - I totally took the blame for it, an' paid up what I could afford...surprisingly, talks with the folks in charge went pretty well, an' my sponsors kinda agreed to adhere to whatever was decided in future, no hard feels. [/colour]" Said Vinyl matter-of-factly. " [colour=#800080]Nopony got hurt, at least, but there was a fair mess in the club an' on the streets outside. We cleaned as much of that as we could, made a public apology an' accounted for the whole shebang...I might be a bit of a party mare, at heart, but I know when I gotta do my part t'keep things real outside too.[/colour] " Vinyl then casually waved a hoofwave of welcome to the new entrant as she announced her arrival - not really sure what to make of her exactly right at this moment, but not really bearing it in mind too much...she was seemingly aware of who Vinyl was along with the Grey earth pony, Octavia, whom Vinyl had heard about a few times in a couple of circles. Of course, she'd never personally met Octavia, but from what she'd heard about the cello playing Earth pony, she was a pro at her art - Vinyl could respect the artist side of her at least. She then snerked slightly when Starburst said she'd never heard of her during her own questions and answer session, like it was s'posed to be a shame or somesuch...although it didn't really annoy vinyl as much as it did make her curious why the pony would choose to say it that way. She didn't really care if ponies didn't KNOW of her, but when they kinda made it sound like it was a big deal that they weren't in the know, that kinda sat wrong for the DJ mare...however, she let the fact slide - the trainride was no place to start letting her bugbears get the better of her. She addressed Octavia, of course, since she was the other major name in the group...and to be honest, that made sense to Vinyl, since Octavia did seem more of this ponies taste given her answers - although, she thought to herself, she might just need a sample of the club life someday! Anyhow, ignoring anything regarding starburst and the new arrival for the time being, Vinyl focused on how Octavia answered the questions - she was clearly one ofthe upper class ponies, which was always an interesting type. However, she didn't seem to be as stiff, which struck the DJ as a refreshing change of pace - Canterlot entertainers of the classical type were usually whimsically posh and stuck in their ways...whereas Octavia seemed, for the most part, open and at least mostly amiable, although her classical background still shone through like a sore thumb in some of her answers - oh. and in her use of language, which did seem to become a little flowery and purple at times to the Simply Straight-talking Unicorn DJ. Still, as far as Canterlot folks went...yeah, this mare didn't seem to be so bad. Wordplay had herself a little diatribe about her answers to the questions, which Vinyl listened to and nodded a little at - a rapper, it seemed, which Vinyl sorta approved of a little. Sometimes she'd helped out a few ponies with some beats at parties, and perhaps even loaned her own {albeit not as hotly sought} vocals to things if she was asked. Wasn't often she found one like wordplay, though, which prompted Vinyl to give a coy reactionary smirk as she pondered what she should discuss with this one later...she'd be the pony that perhaps a DJ could relate to more than those with a classical outlook, such as Octavia or Starburst. " [colour=#800080]Nice t'meet ya, Miss Wordplay - I get the feelin' me and you might jus' have a few conversations t'look forward to[/colour]! " She says with a small nod. " [colour=#800080]Heck, I've rapbattled a couple times with friends...if ya ever feel up to something, swing by clubs at canterlot, an' I'd lay some down with you anytime[/colour]! " At this point, Melody piped up about playing the Violin and knowing about Vinyl and Octavia - Vinyl pauses for thought and raises an eyebrow as she tried to remember all the times she'd come across some of these types...ponies who didn't really have a whole lot to say about what they did. In a small social situation like this, Vinyl felt like she simply wasn't trying to get herself known, rather sticking to more basic details rather than speaking about herself in general. Well, this was definitely quite an odd gathering of ponies, to be sure - Vinyl wasn't ultimately sure if it was going to be a problem or not, but at least when in the company that she was keeping right here and now, there at least promised to be a very interesting dynamic amongst them...and whether or not it proved to last throughout the whole train ride, at least the DJ Mare knew one thing for sure: She wasn't likely to get bored with anypony here around!

WOOOO, Happy Birthday, ya silly mare! XD Lotsa love and hugs - you deserve a good'un today!

With his own food finished and the other ponies having stopped their rather interesting bouts of singing, Macintosh took a moment to stretch as he surveys the other few ponies - it seemed as though the meal had aided with the overall bonding between everypony involved...although there was a small moment that he felt perhaps they were expecting him to sing something, which prompted a small chuckle from the red stallion as he shook his head slightly. "[colour=#b22222] If ya'all were thinkin' ah was about to sing anythin', ya be a l'il bit mistaken - ah'm not really much of a singer that way.[/colour] " He says with a small grin, pausing to drink the rest of the drink on the table before him...just trying to keep his composure after finding himself a little too amused by it all. As for Klondike, the pony thanked them all for a good dinner, to which Big Mac simply waves a hoof in response. "[colour=#b22222] T'aint nothin', Granny here makes sure our guests are all kept fed when they visit the ol' farm...[/colour] " He says with a small nod, glancing around at AJ and the others a briefly. " [colour=#b22222]An' if we're done here, we all better be makin' our move soon t'get the rest done - ain't a whole heapa time left in the day, an' we wanna at least get most of this done 'fore it gets too dark, right[/colour]? "

The point was never really made, no - it's purely based on what we see for the time being, so it could just be as simple as that too.

And this would be the moment that the door opens, and a rather frantic looking young dragon would make his arrival...bearing the look of somebody who'd come to a most horrifying realisation, and that realisation had cascaded into something worse than all of the worst experiences known to Dragon, pony or beast. He opens his mouth to speak, but realises that he'd worn himself out a little as he leant against a nearby wall and panted...the look of a dragon in the grip of a most horrible epiphany not once leaving his face whilst he allowed himself to catch his breath, short clips of words escaping in short rushed puffs as he does so - a few specks of words that would help to lend towards the reason behind his appearance here. " [colour=#008080]Twilight...trash...Gems...[/colour]! " It took several more minutes for the youngster to get himself composed well enough to get his words out fully, but once he did, the reasons behind his rather perterbed expression were made most abundandly clear. " [colour=#008080]Pigpen. Oh geez...am I glad to see you[/colour]! " Spike starts, looking around to the stallion as he waddles over hurriedly. " [colour=#008080]Twilght threw out an old chest of stuff the other day full of even older junk - I was KINDA keeping some gems in there for emergency, and she sorta didn't know that at the time. I was kinda outside-hoping you mighta, uh, picked it up[/colour]! " The youngster was a little antsier than normal, since these were a particularly delectable type of quartz with JUST the right amount of Smoky overtones that made his mouth drool, and he really didn't just want to let them go if he could help it! " [colour=#008080]PLEASE tell me you found it![/colour] " Spike says, rubbing his head with a sigh. "[colour=#008080] I was honestly...really looking forward to those gems, too[/colour]! "

This one is always a tricky answer, since we have to consider the canon 'lack of electical music' insofar as the advanced stuff simply doesn't exist in a regular form and is therefore either made by Horn sound manipulation, or simply cannot be created period. In the latter case, vinyl is probably likely to be more familiar with simple mixing since the equipment she's seen using clearly supports such a musical genre, along with some basic manipulation via fades, wobbles and scratches - making her style of music resemble a much more simple and 'pure' combo of popular 90's scratch R&B/Hip Hop styles and the stuff seen on Youtube, but just with more basic equipment. However, fanon being what it is in way of a runaway freight train of chaos and imagination, she's always going to be seen as a mixmaster with the most supreme equipment, the best taste and talent in beat/rhythms, and the go-to leader of the DJ scene of Equestria... At the end of the day, it's just down to what you'd rather prefer and what your own tastes might be...I tend to enjoy a good range of both, though!

Vinyl smirks slightly as she watched Wordplays moment of personal squeegasm take hold, finishing off her bite of a sandwich before looking back to Starburst with a small look of playful curiosity - she was used to being asked questions, it happened far more than she could count weekly...so this wasn't a big ol' deal. " [colour=#800080]Well, hey there Starburst.[/colour] " the DJ mare speaks with a small grin, giving a small absent nod of the head before gettin' on into her own part of the discussion, given that the pony doubled over in what appeared to be a hyperventilated fit of over excitement. " [colour=#800080]If ya'all don't know who I am... [/colour]" She commented, glancing over at Wordplay momentarily just a little teasingly. " [colour=#800080]Although SOMEHOW I doubt That...names Vinyl Scratch, one if Equestria's most well known DJ's an' overall mistress of Ceremonies all across this l'il continent of ours[/colour]! " The white unicorn mare shrugs, takes a sip of the drink before her via a flick of her horn and a little casual magic, before continuing. " [colour=#800080]Far as ya questions go, missy, I've had a few like 'em before...surprised ya didn't pick up a magazine or somethin' to check that out - 'parently I'm the face of Manehattan monthly or whatnot. [/colour]" She pauses, seemingly mulling the thought over her mind momentarily before a slight gigglesnort escapes. " [colour=#800080]And before anypony asks themselves why, if they ever get around to readin' it, I nearly got banned from that l'il party central...it's not MY fault the food fight spilled out into the streets that night, even if I did kinda sorta throw that cake at that one annoying pony. They all just kinda...Followed my misinterpreted lead a little, I guess - [/colour] [colour=#800080]you'd think ponies would stop an' think about stuff like that, y'know[/colour]? " She doesn't miss a beat as she takes a quick breath, snerks slightly, and then goes on to address the questions posed by Starburst. " [colour=#800080]First up, Big fan of anything tasty...never been a fussy eater.[/colour] [colour=#800080]Favourite beverage is a big ol' manehattan stirred in with a l'il kicker of Griffon vodka, any brand'll do.[/colour] " She paused briefly for a moment of contemplation, and then resumes without even a change of her focused but amused expression. " [colour=#800080]As a musician, I'm pretty much all about anythin' my ears'll enjoy...but if ya know my type of music at all, then ya should know I love it just a teensy bit more, along with a l'il loose jazz in the evenings when the mood calls for it. [/colour]" The fashion question, as Vinyl recalled it, merely made her laugh slightly as she held up a hoof - a coy grin on her features. " [colour=#800080]And Fashion ain't Typically my thing, but...I've been known to don a few things here and there when asked...but I'll be darned if I remember who makes what[/colour]! " With that, the DJ Mare gave a small satisfied chuckle as she looks around the table to see just who would decide to follow her lead - it was always fun t'play along with a quick round of questions, and for the most part these were standard fare...but they'd sure help make light work of THIS odd moment, at least.

It wasn't often Vinyl got to hang out with ponies who, whilst not yet known on the scene, demonstrated such an innate flair for their craft - indeed, as she watches Ivy continue to talk about her experimental kits, the more Vinyl felt her respect for the other mare grow. Her passion and love for what she did was definately clear, and she nods softly as Ivy carefully detailed and discussed every little element of her equipment - listening carefully to everything being said, proving once more that there were certainly none more devoted to their craft and ideals than those ponies who were deep into their musical element. "[colour=#800080] Woah - this is some collection of neat ideas y'got here[/colour]! " She says, looking over the equipment with a careful glance - not daring to poke at it too much for fear of perhaps doing something to it. She wasn't fond of the idea of perhaps breaking or damaging something that the other pony had devoted so much care and time to making something so very unique in the musical scene - heck, she honestly couldn't say she'd ever seen anything quite like it before. Coming to think of it, something odd occurred to her about this rather interesting setup - it seemed so very specifically designed, and it just seemed to vinyl that something was a little unusual with the overall choice of design. It had clearly been made of a piano, but that didn't really strike the DJ mare as a first immediate choice for modifying into something like this...which led Vinyl to look back at Ivory with a small questioning smile. "[colour=#800080] So...Uh...quick question - an' hear me out here.[/colour] " She says, tapping her muzzle with a hoof for a moment as she took a moment to figure out the best way of making her question suitable for asking. " [colour=#800080]But, uh, is there a reason that ya chose the piano for this? Seems a l'il odd to use as a mod, don'tcha think[/colour]? " She did hope that her question didn't really come across as weird - it was just that something about this piqued her natural curiosity, and she wasn't really sure why. Of course, the drum machines were equally awesome, but the piano refits had poked something in Vinyls mind that left her wondering if there was any good reason for having chosen the keyboard, or if it was simply just a design choice that came about through convenience...either way, she was curious about what the reasoning was!

Robikku gave a small clearing of the throat - geez, ths could have gone a whole lot worse had he not been able to handle the situation with Misty...the poor peryton looked like she was about ready to expire on the spot still, and he couldn't really blame her. What she'd just been through here had probably been one of the less wonderful experiences anypony...or anydeer...could have ever expected to wind up being a part of! " Well, Okay - you girls head on out, and I'll...sort out this whole thing with this pony here. " He says, motioning a hoof to the approaching and slightly bemused waiter, who Robikku could only assume had witnessed some if not all of their shenanigans over at this table. His attention turns briefly to Misty as he nods, agreeing with Miracle about what they were setting out to do, and that it really was about time they got back to the situation at hand. " Misty, Just go with Miracle there and she'll listen to anything you have to tell her about where you're going - don't fret about this whole thing, I'm pretty sure these ponies have handled much worse. " He ignores the mild tsk of the waiter beside him, and begins the process of getting the costs and the working out of what particular tip he should leave them...although he probably didn't need to think too long on that one - there was no way this was gonna be a small tip after all of this hubbub!

You can't forget about Vinyl Scratch - she's clearly the Pony DJ every pony loves to hear more from!

The gathering around where Vinyl was currently had started to thin a little as the buzz of the crowds started to dissipate a little...and this didn't really surprise te DJ mare as most folks were either too nervous to really talk to her directly, or had decided that it was better to simply let her do whatever it was she was doing. At any rate, she'd picked up as much on her plate as she could realistically muster and was starting to look around for a place to settle to eat, seeing as she couldn't really just plonk herself down by the buffet table - no, she needed to get a nice comfortable place to settle and nom out! turning around, she spotted the small gathering of ponies that she'd seen earlier - deciding that this was probably about as cosy as any seat she was going to find around the place right now...and it sure did seem like this was one of the few tables that didn't have too many ponies crowded around it. As much as she loved being a social gal, she did also enjoy just a casual conversation with a few ponies now and then, as opposed to trying to hold massive conversations with a much larger gathering of party-minded ponies - oh, she loved handling them, no doubt about that...but she still liked keeping it simple too! Trotting over with her plate of sandwichs, snacks and drink levitating near her, she flashes her typical smile to the group as she rested her goods onto the table, noting that one of them was looking about ready to faint dead away with what she could only assume was either travel sickness, or pure nerves! " [colour=#800080]Hey ponies[/colour]! " She says with a small cursory smirk as she looks around the group for a moment, raising a hoof in a casually-implied wave. " '[colour=#800080]sup? Gotta love the service of this place - comfortable cabins, great food...just needs a l'il backing track to complete the scene, y'know[/colour]? " She figured a small casual line might help to stir a little conversation with these ponies - although she had a nagging feeling that the one who was looking like they were about to explode probably might need something to help cool them off...she wasn't really lookin' all that well right about now.

Spike paused for a moment, scratching his head in thought before shaking his head nonchalantly. " [colour=#008080]I don't think I've come across them before, no - aaaand after that encounter, not really sure I'd wanna deliberately repeat the moment a second time[/colour]! " Well, this pony at least seemed to have a decent head on her shoulders - not that he could tell everything about her from simply this brief introduction and whatnot, but for the most part she wasn't yelling at his direction or running in the opposite...and whilst that was a rare reaction from anypony in ponyville generally, it was one Spike had sometimes wondered about. Heck, some ponies were a lot more sensitive about the matter now...even after all this time removed from that one time a particular dragon had 'stumbled' all over the town - not an incident Spike liked to remember, but it was one he knew that he probably should remember as things to never let happen again. The offer was definitely a good one, and since he was always up for trying new things now and then, he had no problems accepting her offer of a ride as he climbed up carefully onto the back of Quicklime, giving a small look around before exhaling softly with a slight nod of approval. " [colour=#008080]Didn't catch your name, by the way[/colour]! " He says, pausing for thought after realising the fact. " [colour=#008080]Mines Spike, just so you know - Nice to meetya[/colour]! "