“You've got a lot of good friends,” Fleur told her. “And we'll stand behind you. Fancy Pants and I are never more than a telegram away.” She got back to her hooves. “We'll be in town through tomorrow, at least, and if you need anything—if either of you need anything—come by the hotel. Until then, it has been a great pleasure to serve you.” She walked over to the couch and gave Lyra a brief nuzzle, and a less-formal hoof-bump to Bon Bon.