“Calleditcalleditcalleditcalledit~” she singsonged, before stopping and looking up at Handy happily. Handy blinked and looked up at the window she had come from. It was closed, but he didn't hear it slam shut. “I told the girls that everything would work out fine, but they didn’t believe me, which I can’t blame them for because at one point even I didn’t believe me, which is silly, but it happened anyway, but then I had a Pinkie Sense that something good was going to happen anyway, so I just went along with with it—”