It took quite a while for Rainbow to regain some manner of thought, but as the group left the Carousel Boutique with the caring farewell of their host, something had been lost in the pegasus' eyes. Some manner of purpose, or simply will, and it disturbed her escorts as they weaved through the backstreets of Ponyville, avoiding as many eyes as they could. Before long, the cream-colored, sweet-smelling walls of the bakery came into view down the street, and the sight made Rainbow take pause, her escorts taking a step further before stopping as well.