“Oh. My. Celestia! Are these your famous griffon scones?! I heard from Rainbow Dash you’ve made quite a name for yourself with your baking.” Windy Whistle happily took the box, holding it in her wings as she quickly used her teeth to undo the twine. She cracked open the box’s lid, taking a deep smell. A blissful smile spread on her face as she basked in the aroma. “They smell delicious, and they’re still warm. You must have pulled them right out of the oven before you flew over.” 