Apple Honey wasn't anyplace obvious in the shop, so Twilight pushed open the front door, her ears turning involuntarily as the bell tinkled. The office was empty, save for a well-used side-backer harness draped over the counter. As Twilight sat in one of the chairs—brushing it off first—she grinned at the thought that before she'd come to Ponyville, she hadn't even known what a side-backer harness was.