[Refreshment Table]

Nick smiles, or at least as hard as one can with a beak.
"Great! I'm sure a party won't go remiss. Everyone likes a party." Especially if a large chunk of the faceless Intersection NPCs become marked as Equestrian.
"But uh, I'm not great at organizing those. You'll have to talk to someone- aaaand Geneva lost her clothes. Great." he groans, noticing Geneva and Down re-entering the party.

[Feasting Dragons (And Persimmon)]

"No no no! The O Mine thing is my line! You can't say it too!" Spako grumps as a gross skin thing flies past them, yelling.
"Uh. Indeed."