He studied the contract, but instead of thinking of the words, he thought about the ponies. Raven might have been trying to sell timeshares in Times Beach, and she might have been the slickest salesperson ever, but he knew that the ponies were bad at hiding their feelings. Their ears gave them away every time, and even though he hadn’t really been paying that much attention, he was sure he’d have noticed if they’d dropped their ears or pinned them back.