Pulling her muzzle back for a second time, the shopkeeper gave Zecora a look. “Okay, okay, fine.” She reached below her counter, shuffling through her supplies. “I just think it’s a bit silly when you have a much easier solution, but hey, you do you I guess.” She popped back out from below the counter, handing Zecora a bottle with a pink solution within it. “Just take it for free. Feels a bit wrong charging you for your own work. Anything to help a fellow mare in he-”