The next morning

Crap, now I know why Camera doesn't like to get up so early, Melody thought as he observed his coltfriend quietly sip his coffee at the table. To be fair, it's not like the two had never gone out for some morning coffee, but that was always had a somewhat reasonable time and Camera never looked like he was about to fall asleep. "Miss Flash, w-was this something that happened all the time?" Melody asked.

"Yes, it was. Let me tell you, Camera is not a morning pony." she replied, adjusting the glasses.

For the first time that morning, Camera spoke: "Mornings I don't have an issue with, Mom. Its early mornings that I'm not fond of."

"Still counts as not a morning pony Sweetie." Page said, grinning.

"Aunt Page, good morning and Happy Hearth's Warming!" Baker said excitedly as she came into the kitchen.

Her mane was not tied in the usual Oriental bun, but it was hanging down loosely to the nape of her neck. Page smiled and hugged her niece.

"Same to you, Baker. Glad you made it last night." Page said.

Projector, Film, and Photo Memory arrived, saying good morning and such. About an hour later, the group was eating pancakes and hay bacon while discussing the plans for the day.

"Well, today we'll be doing some Hearth's Warming shopping, though it won't be much we're getting." Projector explained.

"So, you've already done the majority of the shopping, Dad?" Camera asked.

"Yeah, pretty much. Later, though, I'm introducing Film to a certain friend." he explained.

Later

The group had made their way to the Los Pegasus mall, the largest shopping center in the whole city. Camera and Melody went with Page, while Photo Memory went Baker, and Projector traveled with Film Reel.

The two old friends found themselves in a jeweler's shop, as Projector was looking for a gift to give his wife.

"Well, hello there, Mr.Flash. Happy Hearth's Warming and how may I help you?" a mare behind the counter asked.

"Happy Hearth's Warming to you too. I'm looking for something to give my wife, something she'd really appreciate." Projector replied.

"Well, what're you looking for?" the mare asked.

As the two exchanged buyer talk, Film looked around the shop, bored out of his mind. Sure, he had no special somepony of his own, and seeing all the stallions and mares searching for things to give to their special somepony didn't help his mood either. Suddenly, he bumped into a mare, causing her to drop her purse.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss, let me get that for you." Film said, embarrassed.

As he proceeded to pick up the purse with his magic, he couldn't help but notice that the purse looked familiar. The mare herself looked familiar too, with a light blue coat, a dark purple mane, bluish-green eyes, and wore a fashionable winter skirt and black shirt. He gave the mare back her purse and again apologised.

The mare giggled and replied, "it's quite alright, dear."

that voice, he thought.

"Hey, do I know you from somewhere? You look familiar?" the mare asked.

Suddenly it hit him, who the mare was.

"Starry Night?! Is that you?" he asked.