Late Evening
"Hey, Pinkie Pie."
"Hey Dashie."
"What...*yawn* Whatcha need? It's pretty late..."
"Oh, I thought we might be able to help each other with something real quick."
"Oh yeah? What?"
"Well...you're trying to figure out which way you swing, and I'm kiiiiiinda bummed because the two people I love, well...you know..."
"Uhh...where are you goin' with this, Pinkie?"
"...Pinkie? What...wait..."
"...h-hey...Pinkie...cut it ouuuuuuuoooooooooohhhhh..."
"Ever use those anal beads I gave you?"
"Wh-what? N-no, I—"
"...Pinkie, don't..."
"GAH! N-no, don't...h-heeeeeeeyyyyyyy..."