Well well well...

...The ringleader of the pickle rebellion...

"What?"

Sorry...

...It's something to do with last episode...

"How is that supposed to effect me?"

It's not...

...Just a little throw back to the audience...

"...You have an audience?"

Pretty sizable one...

...But enough of that...

Cadance...

...helps keep the black mare down...

"The black mare? Who's the-- Forget I asked..."

Cadance...

...what's your luckydo...?

"My lucky-what? I... Don't think I have a luckydo..."

You don't...!?

We can't have that...

...Here, take this...

Before Cadance fell a plush pink doll with little black eyes. "...What is it?"

It's a doll...

...That can be your luckydo...

"Um... Thanks..."

My pleasure...

Cadance...

...sells tickets to Gilda's flee circus...

"Who's Gilda? And why does she have a flee circus?"

Now you know...

Cadance...

"No; they really don't. They think I sell tickets to another pony's misfortune and that I don't have a 'luckydo'..." despite her groan of anguish, Cadance picked the doll up with her magic and left the stage; partly thankful that this didn't go too bad.