Twilight appears in the doorway, then. “Don’t think I don’t hear you two… scheming!” She looks downright disheveled. Her mane’s a mess, her eyes are wild, and her stance is a bit wider, like she’s drunk and needs the extra stability. Then her eyes find you, and ‘wild’ is no longer a sufficiently intense descriptor. ”Anonthanktheskiesyouareback canyoucomehereforamoment Ineedyouforsomething.”