"You started a brawl in the middle of a party at a time where dueling is again legal?" Ammy asks moving over to get a bottle of wine. She pours a glass, and then sneakily puts something in it.
"I've been asked to not go too horrible on you," the mare turns back around and heads towards Fox Trot. "So I'm planning on using some old methods imported from Zebreca. If you don't want to cooperate, I'm going to put you on your side and add more weight as it gets more uncomfortable to breath."
Ammy floats the wine glass over to Fox Trot. "Once again you could just tell me what you're doing here."