As you bask in the pleasant weather on a bench on the outskirts of Ponyville, a gentle, light-green elderly mare slowly shuffles past you. She murmurs to herself, her words intertwining with the gentle rustle of leaves. She appears to be lost in thoughts about apples while half asleep.

"Zap apples..."

As she continues to murmur while passing by, it becomes evident that she might be sleepwalking. It'd probably be for the best if you were to wake her up before she comes into harm's way. Wait... never mind, she woke up on her own... She's now looking at you, completely confused.

"Errr, what was that? Did ya' say something to me?"