"Are you sure about that, Spike?" says Pinkie. "Because you're forgetting something. Or rather…somepony." You look up and, sure enough, you notice a sixth platter in the middle of the table that has somehow escaped your attention until now. It's covered with a large silver lid. Rarity's horn lights up and pushes it towards you with her magic. You grab the lid, feeling nervous for some bizarre reason (or perhaps just really full) and pull the lid up.