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Gearstride-Civic Center-Kitchen

"Yea...as if though we won't have any lapses in judgement in the near future again...haha...ow..." The xanadu mare sighed.

"Wait a minute...where the hay is my hat and saddle bag?...I need my saddle bag...I gots some pieces of my fruit leather, it's a vital ingredient in the hangover cure cocktail I'm hoping to make. And also of course I need my hat," She melodramatically faux dry heaved. "Oh mah poor hat...gone again."
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Sandy massaged his forehead as he tried to think again. It was clearer now, but not by much. He definitely remembered this mare (Gear-something, the name wasn't quite there yet) from last night, but as hard as he tried, he couldn't remember seeing a hat or saddlebags. He squinted as he lifted his head from the table. "...they here last night?"

"... somepony just knock me unconscious again..." Silverpine mumbled. Icy glanced at the drunk teacher before going back to looking for the ingredients.

"I think I found the tomato juice and pepper," she announced.