"Oh...uh...very well, thank you for your time, ma'am anyway," The pony on the other side said. The pony could be heard talking to their son blah blah blah. "Sorry, they don't seem to want to have visitors, let's find the food cart, get ice cream." And they were gone.
And Lemon Chiffon sniggered, and then regretted bringing back attention to herself. Meanwhile, Fox Trot rolled his eyes at Lone Star, he had no particular comment to that except for sarcasm.