Fern returned to her seat at the table. She laid her head down on the table and sighed.
'What's the matter with you?" asked Pinkie Pie, sitting down across from her.
Fern looked up to see that Pinkie still had blood on her face.
"I think you missed a spot." said Fern. Pinkie rubbed her face with one of her front legs and licked the blood off. "She was innocent."
Pinkie stopped licking and lowered her hoof.
"Innocent?" asked Pinkie. "Innocent? You think innocence or guilt determines who I eat?"
"She was just doing her job." said Fern. "She was no threat to you."
"Look, Fern." said Pinkie, narrowing her eyes. "I don't care if it's a mother with three fillies. If I'm hungry, I will eat her. Andif you even think about deceiving me, I'll eat you, too."
"I know." said Fern. "We already discussed this."
"So we did." said Pinkie. "Well, I think I'll pay our friend Macy a little visit."
Fern raised her head. "What?"
"Oh, don't worry." said Pinkie Pie, getting up out of the chair. "I'm just gonna say hello."
Pinkie slipped into the coat she got at Macy's and headed for the door. Before leaving she stopped and turned to Fern.
"You'd better be here when I get back." said Pinkie. "Or Macy'll pay."
"I'll be here." said Fern.
Pinkie smiled. "Good girl." she said, leaving.
Pinkie headed for Macy's. No pony knew who she was due to her coat. She entered the store and headed to the counter, where Macy was. She was talking to a customer on the left side of the counter. Pinkie stood on the right side.
"You're all set." asked Macy.
The customer smiled and took the bag of clothes. When he left, Pinkie approached the center of the counter.
"Have a nice day." said Macy, saying it loud enough for the customer to hear.
She levitated a rag and a spray bottle and started to clean the counter top. Pinkie stood in front of her.
"Need help looking for something?" asked Macy, not taking her eyes of the rag.
"It's impolite not to look at somepony when talking to them." said Pinkie.
Macy stopped cleaning and stood in one place, not moving. She recognized the voice. She slowly looked up. When she saw who it was she dropped the rag and spray bottle.
"P-P-P--"
"Shh." said Pinkie.
"W-what do you want?"
"Just saying 'hi'." said Pinkie.
"Oh." said Macy, levitating the rag and bottle and placing them on the counter. "Hi."
"No pony knows about me, do they?" asked Pinkie.
"N-no." said Macy.
"You're not lying to me, are you?"
"Of course, not." said Macy.
Pinkie smiled. "Great."
"How's Fern?" asked Macy.
"She's doing fine." answered Pinkie. "Still alive for the time being."
"That's good." said Macy.
"Why don't you come over? I'm sure she'd love to see you."
"I-I'll do that." said Macy.
"Goodie." said Pinkie. "And don't act so scared when I'm around unless you have something to hide." Pinkie's eyes narrowed. "Do you have something to hide?"
"No." said Macy quickly.
"Fantastic." said Pinkie, heading for the door. "Can't wait to see you."
Macy let out a sigh as she continued to clean the counter.