Banner. Pinkie Pie was supposed to be making that. Twilight hoped that the hype around the new embassy would spark interest in Ponyville’s newest residents. Already, ponies were gawking at the construction site, speculating out loud about the sudden interest in the old building. Apple Honey was planning to run an article in tomorrow’s newspaper about Lyra’s new ambassadorship, and an extra edition that night with an exclusive interview, which would drum up more interest. Hopefully, if there was enough hype, crowd psychology would do the rest—it had certainly worked for Iron Will and Trixie. Twilight dithered for a moment, her quill hovering just above the parchment. I haven’t seen it yet . . . but it’s for a party, kind of, and that’s something Pinkie takes seriously. I’m sure it will be ready tomorrow. She checked off the box and took a sip of tea, suddenly realizing that she’d reached the end of her checklist.