(technically a pegasus is a pony ) Jhera was beginning to get impatient. "So when do we get to eat?" he said as politely as he knew. "I'm starving here. What did you request from the waiter anyways? I didn't quite catch what you changed the order to."
Shield finally picked up on the southern accent, and instantly realized why she had been so nervous around him at first. The elite of Canterlot do tend to look down on anypony who doesn't look or sound exactly like them... As he walked into the restaurant, he saw amazing food, a lot of which he realized he hadn't ever eaten before. Unlike many young ponies, he looked forward to trying new things, especially food. "Hmmm..." he said as he looked at the menu. He made sure to keep the price in mind; after all, when a pony does you a favor, it's impolite to take advantage of it. At least he agreed with his parents on things like that... The thought of his parents brought a grimace to his face once again, despite his delicious surroundings. He quickly erased it before anypony saw, however. He wouldn't want Snow to think that it was the food he didn't like. He ended up ordering a simple salad with dressing, as he wasn't that hungry anyways.
(Yes but for identification purposes I felt it would be best to specify. There is after all more than one pony :derpe
The waiter brought a massive tray with all the food covered by silver domes. When the food was uncovered, it revealed a feast of soups, vegatables and fruits cooked in every possible imaginable way, from grilled to smoked to fried. Snow motioned hooves across the food, "This, is as good as Southern gets everypony. Dig in!"
Jhera didn't have to wait for Snow's permission to attack what was now in front of him. 'If he thought my choice before was fit for a king, this must be fit for a god!' He thought. Eating too quickly as he was, it'll wasn't long before he gave himself a stomachache. "You have GOT to be kidding me." He said sadly. "I will probably not eat this well in the rest of my life, and I get INDEGESTION!?" He stared longingly at the food in front of him and sighed. 'It was good while it lasted...' he thought to himself.
Quill sat quietly as the others discussed what they were going to eat. He knew it was rude to speak out of turn. Well...he knew that his Aunt insisted that it was rude to speak out of turn. He quietly levitated a nearby napkin, shook it out and wrapped it around his neck as he waited for whatever food Snow had ordered. As he waited, he looked around the establishment. The decor was cozy, yet somehow refined. Everypony was eating and chatting amongst themselves, and even chatting with other tables around them. The atmosphere was very friendly and laid back. Just the kind of place his Aunt wouldn't be caught dead in. He made a note to himself that he would try to get Pish Posh, and maybe even Bolly Posh (if he was a good enough mood) to come here. They'd like it. When the food came out, it was all Quill could do to stop himself from diving right in, as Jhera had. He carefully looked out over the spread of food and chose a creamy vegatable soup. He slowly levitated it to his little corner of the table, but something interrupted his concentration and he spilled a bit of the soup on himself. He winced as he waited for the berating that he knew was coming. Quilliam! Clean yourself up and conduct yourself like a proper gentlecolt! He waited. He continued waiting. Then he waited just a bit longer. But nopony yelled at him. He glanced around at his fellow foals and saw that they were either enjoying their meal, as Snow was, or sprawled out and rubbing their belly, like Jhera. He grinned and snickered to himself as he levitated the napkind to his lips and licked off a bit of the soup. It was delicious! Then he did something he hadn't done in years, and would likely have gotten him disowned by his Aunt: He leaned down and slurped his soup. "This is great!"
Silver ate his salad quietly and politely. Not that he didn't want to stuff the whole thing into his mouth, but...he knew his parents. Thanks to their social status, they had a lot of friends, and they talked with all of those friends a lot. A LOT. He knew that anypony here could be an unofficial spy for his mother and father, and so he made sure to eat like a "distinguished young gentlecolt" would. He saw his companions diving in, and had to grit his teeth to restrain himself. He glanced at his salad. It looked so good...
As Snow munched at a plate filled with sautéed food, she watched the others, seeing how they would react. Jhera was already in a food coma, Quill, managed to somehow eat both sloppily and reined at the same time, while Silver was trying hard to remain civilized, for understandable reason. She knew that the rich families of Canterlot were very well connected, and if it was found that he was not acting 'like a civilized and refined gentlecolt' there would be some big trouble. Snow spoke up, "So, what do y'all think?"
Dark Shine decided it was time to give up and trotted over to the restraunt where the others were and he decided to wait outside. It began to rain, but he stayed outside, letting himself get soaked. He loved the rain. It was so relaxing, so calming, so peacefull. It kept his mind at ease from his failure to fly.
Jhera looked around at the ponies still eating. They ate so elegantly and slowly. Jhera suddenly realized that he was no longer in Fillydelphia, and this must be how Canterlotians acted. The sudden culture shock caused him to blush. "I...I didn't realize that...I'm sorry I ate so messily." he said, clearly embarrassed. He looked towards Snow and said "The food was a bit too good, but it was still fantastic! Thank you very much!"
"It's okay Jhera! And don't worry, in here it doesn't matter how you eat!" Snow laughed. Once the others finished eating the waiter came by to drop off the check. When the others were taken aback by just how much it was, Snow just smiled and took out a massive bit bag from her saddle bag, and dumped it on the table. Snow split it in half and gave one half to the waiter and the other back in the bag. Seeing how the others just stared at her, she kinda blushed in embarrassment, "What, what I do wrong?" she asked meakly.
Jhera just looked at Snow in awe. "What did you do...wrong? Are you serious!? You just paid that guy more money than I could hope to make in a year! When I thought you guys were loaded, that was an understatement!" Jhera looked around himself. The place was packed, and many of the ponies paid vast sums to the waiters. "This place passes so much money...how do you do it?" he asked her furiously. His face suddenly beaded with sweat. "This is astronomical! If I could tell my mother how to be this successful..." he went on into a rant about money.
"Well acually my family makes most of its money from mining and drilling operations, from gems to oil, but our restruants do bring in a good sum. In fact, you've probably eaten at one of my family's restrauants at least once in your life." Snow said. She got down from the booth, "Now, anypony need a place to spend the night? I probably need to check with my parents first, though I'm sure they wouldn't mind."
(oh yea darkshine you were the sad pony) Arcane smelled very fragrant food nearby. His stomach growled as well. He went over and looked into the establishment. He saw a filly about his age pay a large sum to another pony. Aside from that he had no idea how money worked still. He went behind the restaurant and went to layed down to warm himself. As he started to lay down his half of a map blew away and the rain didn't quite help his mood either. He finally got cold and wet enough that he was ready to talk to someone. He walked into the restaurant and was face to face with 5 other ponies (pretty sure its five of y'all). He was dripping wet and didn't know what to say.
(AND THAT'S THAT! We now have our own Mane 6! [even if it is 2 unicorns 3 pegasi and an earth pony...]) Jhera looked towards the newcomer. "Gees, you're soaked! Shouldn't you go dry off somewhere? At least something to get all that wooder off you." He looked around for anything that might dry the pony off, and found a vent nearby. He escorted Arcane to the vent and stuck him in front of it for a minute or so. After he was dry, Jhera went back to the table and patted next to himself after he sat down. "Come sit, you look like you could tell something interesting!" (also, I am now going to begin making my posts in a Philedelphian Dialect to make it easier for you guys to grasp my character)
Arcane did as the pony directed him to but he still didn't know what to say. He sat there with his mouth hanging open looking dumbstruck. He leaned forward as if trying to say something, but no words came out. Soon all he could say was "...h-hi..." This was his first time seeing other ponies his age and getting to talk to them! The biggest smile ever came across his face as he just sat there saying nothing but hi.
Silver felt kind of embarrased that he was really the only one eating like a "proper" Canterlotian, but he couldn't afford not to. He finished his salad as quickly as possible. He then was able to avert his attention from his food, and realized there was someone new at the table. Saying 'Hi' a lot. Silver gave a half-shy, half-confused smile and said 'Hi' back.
Jhera looked around the table, and saw that not many of the ponies seemed to be paying attention to the newcomer. Annoyed, he said "So! Everypony say 'ello to our newest member!"
Snow turned from chatting with one of the chefs over the counter about discussing with her dad a possible raise. "Oh, sorry! Howdy new pony!" Snow said happily
Quill suddenly snapped to attention as the other ponies introduced themselves to the newcomer. "My most sincere apologies. Hello there!"
