Oh yeah you forgot she hated lines. From your position you count the ponies ahead of you. They aren’t exactly in line, more of a gaggle, about ten or so…might as well be a hundred. As far as Dash is concerned, the world would come to an end before you get to order. You chuckle to yourself, not exactly going well for a first date but at least she’d stopped messing with you now. If you had to pretend to be her colt friend any longer you weren’t sure you’d be able to keep it together.