First Script: Hangin' Out at the Corner

[swordsage]

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!)

Comments

[swordsage]

"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."

[ponykreutzer]

"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."

[swordsage]

"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!"