Jacques looked at the human curiously for a moment, his face expressionless. Slowly, a sly grin came across his muzzle. "A bargain? Oh I was hoping this would be simple, but I think I'll take what I can get," he said at length. "A shame; the gold would have made it easier to do, but I respect a pony with business sense. Very well, you'll have your fight. I will see you on the morn." Jacques got up from his seated position and walked towards the crowd that, Handy just now realised, had become a startling collection of strange beasts. Several of them appeared chimeric, a confusing mash of other creatures. One appeared to be an excessively large goat and yet another some kind of purple cow. He blinked several times, trying to figure out when the hell those creatures got there.