The afternoon sun was pleasantly warm on her coat, and cheered her up a little bit. She walked towards Sugarcube Corner, nodding politely to friends in the street. She took a brief detour as she spotted Rarity and Sweetie Belle outside Carousel Boutique—the filly had a small pink impatiens flower wavering in her aura. As Twilight watched, it fizzled and died, and the flower dropped back to the ground. She stomped the ground with her hoof. “Oh, come on! Dumb flower.”