"Not a chance in hell," said Asmo. "Hey Night, new job! Find me a chastity belt so I can sleep at night!"
(Guys... PG-13. For the love of all that is holy, unholy, sacred, and profane, KEEP IT PG-13.) Nightshade sighed. "I've seen massacres less nauseating than this."
"Nah. Maybe later though, kinda just wanna enjoy the show." Saber's attention had locked onto the stage.
"Maybe you two could work together on some stuff. She's got ideas for tracks that need an instrument like a pan."
"Actually. This is supposed to be a surprise project, so don't tell anypony. She wants to write a full-length symphony. With metal things and stuff, of course."