Yesterday afternoon, Sparkshower had scrambled to deliver a letter to Major-General Hoofstrong about the presentation. After all, the deal for her approving the exercises had been to invite the general to the final show as well. But the major-general had gone off base, and there was no word back from the Watchtower to confirm that she'd received the message -- at least none before they’d turned in for the night. In a bit of quick thinking, Specialist Sparkshower asked Lieutenant Cloudhunter, the Major-General's aide-de-camp, to send a confirmation to the Canterlot Palace Military Office, VIP section. There was always somepony at the duty desk there, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. While Honour went downstairs to meet the Royal Engineer, Sparkshower was supposed to visit the office to pick up a reply.