Glamerspear nodded in her direction. "Some ponies, I know, are the opposite, though. Something bad happens that they don't want to deal with, they get all fussy about the little details as a way of coping. I knew a mare who rearranged all the furniture in her room twelve times in almost as many hours when she was going through a breakup." Smirking, she dropped her forehoof back down into the pool and sent a splash Sparkshower's way. "...Some of 'em stare up at the mosaic ceiling in Spa Dalecarlia's warm pool and count the number of tiles that're up there, even."