[When it starts, the video's vantage point is of 24 peering down at his scroll.]

Aw yeah, look at this!

[He disappears from view and then his face is replaced by a slightly rumpled copy of Hoovesweek clutched between his teeth. It's open to the positive review of their wings.]

Mroo huvs mup!

[24 spits out the magazine.]

If you missed our show in the park, we're still taking pre-orders. Talk to us if you don't want to get left on the ground.

[When the scroll starts up, there's a decidedly harried-looking pegasus standing there looking at it. Bertie really needs those bits he'd lost to cover apology gifts for everypony that dratted Hoovesweek article had named in association with him.]

What ho, all! That is to say: How do you do? I was wondering if anypony who attended the Grand Galloping Gala might have met a pair of unicorns by the names of Pennypinch and Crookedbooks. Charming chaps, to be sure! They're into the pegasus races, you see, and well... I gave them the bits I had on me to lay on some beazel named Storm Tracker, but I've had the worse sort of time trying to reach them in Canterlot.

I think they might have given me a business card with an old address. These things happen, of course, but I'd like to see any winnings that might have cropped up. I read in the paper that Ms. Storm Tracker brought in a fine medal, and it does stir the old onion into thinking there might be a bit of the do-re-me waiting in the wings for the enterprising young buck who laid money on the thing.

If there's anypony with a forwarding address for them, I'd be awfully grateful for it.