As she worked on her shoulders and forelegs, Ebonshield glanced inside the bedroom of the pegasus. She and the unicorn had still left quite a mess of clothing and accessories piled up around the floor. And the chambers of the Specialist Glamerspear were no less cluttered, with a trail visible of baubles and trinkets that had been hauled from one bedroom to the other. Clearly they had taken a great many photographs, in a variety of costumes. Surely there will be many of them worthy of...