“You’re a sweetheart, really. But hey, no one said we had to tell anypony I took a bit if we got a hold of him.” The stallion just looked at her. “Sides, not like it matters now. He’s with that dang griffon.” She sighed and looked down, seeing a gold coin and smiling. “But hey, at least that means we got good luck,” she said, reaching down and picking up the coin.