"This way Miss Tinker. Miss Gwynfillion."
Originally Posted by sildra45
Knack kept the two semi-injured ponies on her telekinetic cloud/bed/poofy thingie and trot into the restaurant, the static frazzled group making a strange sight.
"Ah...table fer four, if ya please. And Mr. Grills if he ain't too busy."
stated the robotic Green Pepper. The stallion then would escort the four ponies to a booth.
"I will summon Mr. Grills and bandages for you now."