The Ponyville town square is alive with excitement, ablaze with celebration. Laughter and cheers pass through the air, infusing every breath with exhilaration. Amidst the festive atmosphere, you make your way towards a punch stand, eager to join in on the fun. However, a nearby pony scoffs and scrutinizes you as you reach for a glass.

"Uhm, excuse me? Can you like, watch where you're standing?"

Her words cut through the air, despite the distance between you both. Taking a casual sip from her glass, she rolls her eyes before fixing her gaze on you once more, speaking condescendingly.

"So like, actually, have you seen my friend? I'll literally die if I have to sit through this boring celebration without her."