As you work the fancy street of Canterlot, The capital and beauty of Equestria, you spot the white mare with the long golden mane and tail, her lips painted heavily in a royal golden color and golden eyeshadow. And she drinks some fancy wine with some of her fellow rich friends at a fancy outdoor restaurant. And she looks at you and speaks in a smug French accent Oh look at this pony walking down our fancy streets. What do you want peasant? You are talking to the Niece of the Queens. I suggest you leave at once