Specialist Glamerspear had a front-row seat to the upcoming fireworks. Anonymous was sitting at his desk, doing paperwork -- or maybe just pretending to do paperwork, since he’d said he was going to 'act busy' when Kilfeather came by. And since her ex asked for a three o'clock visit, that should be any minute now. In front of her, Corporal Bound was standing in front of the double doors, one of her spears drawn, assembled, and held at attention. It was a shame Ebonshield wasn't back yet, as they could really use a third set of hooves; Kilfeather could be a real wagon load to manage, and Lily’s horn was still spellbound.