Daring smiled nervously at the screaming foreigners crowding around her. Her Prench was more than a bit rusty.

''Heh... bonjour, tout les um... ponies. Je m'appelle Daring Do, ou dans Prancais, mon nom est Daring Faire. Je ne sais pas beaucoup de prancais, mai je suis très content qui vous adorenz moi. Merci, merci beaucoup!''

She quickly hurried out of the room before they could start asking her questions she didn't understand. Why did she agree to travel to Prance? Why did her publishing agent make her do this stupid book tour? Where was her stupid agent?

Author's Notes:

I didn't need to fake having rusty Prench. my Prench really is that rusty.
The joke here is that the Prench word "faire" means "to do" in Equestrian.