A few more seconds of static. At least she didn’t have to sit for ten minutes between every response, as they had done last time. “It’s not your fault, pony. You set your date well in advance, and you kept to it. Just like Twilight’s always teaching me. Yet here she goes galloping off, making me look bad. It’s just not fair.” He didn’t wait long enough for Lucky to formulate a response. “So who are you, anyway? Some kinda scientist pony far away? Probably some fancy inventor, huh? Just so long as you’re not like those other inventors who keep wandering through Ponyville.”