mylittlejamjar | First Script: Hangin' Out at the Corner

After a quick stop at the bank to exchange her Cerilian currency to something more Equestrian, Maebhrin spent a short time wandering around town to take in the sights. It seemed like a nice place, though there were one or two places that she mistook for inns, which made cause for apologies to the residents...
In truth, it didn't take her very long to figure out exactly where Sugarcube Corner was, although she was rather slow about poking her head in--there were certainly enough other ponies there to make sure business was hopping, and she didn't intend to be a bother to anyone.

At least it was a popular place, and Pinkie wouldn't be out of a job any time soon, right?

After talking to herself for a few moments (mostly to get up her courage around so many others), Mae stepped in, and took her place in the line. It was either shorter than she'd imagined, or Pinkie was a marvel of efficiency, for it took no time at all for the former elf to find herself face to face with the pink pony.

"Well met. One welcome cupcake, if you please? So is this a confectionary?" Maebhrin asked, taking in the atmosphere--and the oh-so-pleasant smells that threatened to make her stomach grumble.

Maybe she'd pick up some cupcakes for the other ponies in training, now that she had proper currency. Though she wasn't entirely sure how she'd manage to get them there...

(ooc: she'll probably be here for a while, feel free to run into Mae if you like!)

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"Thank you!" Almost reflexively, the words spilled out of her mouth, before Maebhrin grabbed the cookie out of the air with her mouth. She still wasn't used to using her hooves to manipulate things quite yet...

She chewed thoughtfully, eyes going wide. "It's very good! Though I've never tasted anything quite like the 'chips.' Save the flavor of the cupcake Pinkie gave me earlier. That was something like it," Maebhrin mused.

"Chocolate, processed from cacao seeds. A wonderful treat in itself, but is as much of a canvas as dough. All it takes is some imagination and determination...and a cookbook. Especially the cookbook." Kreutzer replied, proudly sharing her knowledge with the other before introducing herself.

"Kreutzer."

Her expression brightened. "Pinkie spoke of a cookbook, as well. 'Tis something I would like to learn, in truth!"

She bowed, politely. "Maebhrin Tillinath, at your service."

"Likewise." Kreutzer returned the bow.

"I haven't had much chance to cook since I left home, but if any place would encourage culinary experimentation, it would be Pinkie's home...or at least with Pinkie herself. I'm sure she'd gladly lend you the support, as would I."

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"I cannot think what I can cook is anything special, but I do enjoy it. I made a good deal of travelling food, considering I did a lot of moving about. My mentor also gave me a bit of advice with cooking, but he was a simple elf, and so we did not have a great many fancy meals."

Maebhrin shrugged, and grinned. "So long as I can do the basics, which I seem to be able to, the only way I can improve is to actually cook, and bake. I certainly would not mind the experience!"

She paused, then, and chuckled. "And it would definitely give me a good reason to keep up my training, since I will need to do something to keep from becoming a fat pony in truth!"

"Though with the treats baked here, the temptation is strong." Kreutzer giggles a little herself. "Besides, the most important part of cooking, like art, is enjoying yourself. Quality improvement comes afterwards."

The girl tilts her head. "...Though to be honest, I always thought elves would excel at fancy meals. I've never met one myself, but I always believed so."

"Perhaps someone who was raised to nobility--at least, where I am from, we did have something of the sort. I was not, so truly fancy meal-making is beyond me. Though I have a good deal of time, so I see no reason why I cannot learn in the future."

Besides, that did come under Mae's idea of "fun". "Perhaps I shall have to throw a fancy dinner party at some point. I do know some vegetarian meals I can dress up..."

"Do let me know, if you go through with it. It's been so long since I've enjoyed a fancy party...I specialize in tea parties, you see. The teas, the pastries, the decorations and the themes that tie them all together...I'd almost call it a hobby." Yeah, she might be bragging a little bit, but the smile on her face points out how sincere she is about the subject.

"You know, I might need your help with something like that. I never truly celebrated my birth day back home, but...this place seems suited to such things. 'Tis after Midwinter, and I would have to give some consideration on whom to invite besides you, of course, but..."

Maebhrin gave a shrug. "It seems like it would be a great idea, to me."

"I think it's a wonderful idea." Kreutzer added. "And I would be honored to organize it. And considering their love of surprise parties, I may even ask the Pinkies for assistance, if you're okay with that."

"Oh, please! I know one of the Pinkies--the youngest, I think she said she was. But 'tis not so easy to tell them apart, to me. Still, I trust your judgement. I have only attended a party or two, and they were mostly stuffy and diplomatic affairs."

Maebhrin grimaced at the memory. "I certainly do not want this celebration to be like that!"

First Script: Hangin' Out at the Corner

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