“No, I don’t get it either.” Rainbow Dash didn’t sit in her chair so much as drift around her side of the room. The conference room had been built in a natural cavern, with huge stalactites and plenty of space for a flyer to move. That meant her voice phased in and out, at least when she was bored. But now that she was paying attention, she flew right back, landing on the table. “I don’t care about what you do to the Storm King and his loser patrol. But… you ponies only live here, and those numbers all around are pretty big. Have you been spying?”