We're on mess number... [She holds up a hoof, counting to herself despite not having actual... y'know... fingers to do it with.] Four, now, I think?

First one was entirely my fault, I admit. Tried to smoke out a suspect in a really bad way, got the whole town up in arms just before one of the Pale Pony's little "tests". Second was an international incident caused by someone stealin' a priceless artifact from griffon lands. Third and fourth...

[Flare sighs.]

Let's just say that th'government makes its share of mistakes and leave it at that. T'go into detail would just be another big mess.

[Flare sighs and leans against the wall of the Decanter.]

So, yeah. At the moment we're just noise.