| >> | No. 65 >>64 (Whoops! Edited.) ''So what do you want to eat? There's pretty much no budget limit, I suppose, I brought quite enough for myself and then some.. I may have overestimated my hunger a little bit.'' Peppermint said, her stomach growling. ''Ooh, why there's apple fritters, and sugar cubes, and deep fried dasies, and, and..'' She trailed off, as she often did when she started talking about food.. It was one of her passions. Peppermint quieted herself to allow the other pony to speak. Her personality flip flopped like that quiet a lot, first you couldn't get her to glance at you, and the next second she was rambling on about something, practically forgetting where she was. She blushed and hushed. |