"You fluffy too! What's the difference? Besides, I smell of ectoplasm and ash. I can't be all that appealing right now."
"I did not realise this establishment allowed petting. I was informed this was a wholesome environment"
He shakes his head. "I'm good. I'd just like a hard cider. Maybe if we get to know each other but not today."
"Fiiine." Maya poured him a stein of cider and set it down for him. "Sweet Apple Reserve. On the house."
Marq looked at her, confused. "Do what now?" (Seriously, I have no idea what "pick us in" means. I've never heard the expression.)
"You're not making this no petting thing easy on me at all, dude." Maya grabbed herself another water. "Hey, did I catch your name?"
"Can I help it if I'm just that cute?" Tyro said with a smirk. "And I'm Tyro. Just Tyro." There's a little more rumbling from the urn. "No one cares! Aren't you late for eternity or something?"
Saber walked over to Raven and Marq after sneaking under the table to get out. Mistake of picking the wall seat. "Ive already picked the lock once, and no offense Marq, but he couldnt do it. I barely did it."
He breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, so nothing fishy then. Okay, sure, I'll help you out." "Since when can you pick locks?" Heart looked at him suspiciously. "Since we filmed Jurassic Pony and the equipment trailers showed up a week before the pony with the keys." He glanced over at Saber. "Fifty bits says I get the door open in less than a minute."
"Tyro. Sounds important. Like a name I should know." Maya rubbed her chin. "Have we met?" "How do you know?" Raven asked Saber. "Maybe he's super good at locks, too."
"I don't remember seeing your face. And I'm pretty certain I stick out a mile against all the ponies." He said, pulling up from the cider, returning shortly after finishing his reply.
"Yeah, but when you make friends with the odd Stuffy McPatch or Architect, it all starts to blend together." Maya sipped her water and waved to Zeran. "Salamu!"
