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"That one." Asmo poked her snout. "That was just silly."
"Ehh... I kinda want more than one pony working. Sorry, babe, you'll need a co-worker."
"Weekend bartender or weekend security? Those are what I need."
Maya spoke up, "Hey, everypony, we've got like an hour till closing. Also, if anypony wants a part-time job, hit me up now."
"Just don't," Maya suggested. "That health inspector was more fun than those movies."
"Yeah. Stupid ones."
"Yeah, see? That's a lot smarter than stealing and getting your ass kicked, isn't it?"
"You could always just kinda ask him for it," Asmo suggested.
"I would definitely return it," Skydust warned. "You saw how what he did to Bill. Do you really want him mad?"
"Pretty recently," said Maya. "The mare he had play the generic chick was hot, but that's about all he had going for it."
"Yeah, yeah, that one by Michael Hay."
"Sounds... interesting."
"I have," said Asmo. "Also saw that one where the actor acts and stuff."
"Hard to tell. I've met plenty of... less intelligent ponies."
Maya face hoofed. "Cannabis, dude..."
"Sure. You know I'm on about weed, right?"
"Hey, Zeran. Yeah, it's pretty interesting."
"I've got some plants that'll achieve the same effect." She winked.
"Oh yeah? What's it about?"
"Have you read it?"
