Filly-Rye Kite Fair

[21:50:46] <Halide> *Fillydelphia's seaside fair wasn't something to miss for any pony who liked the coasts and the fun and the sun and the surf and the breeze!  Filly-Rye, of course, liked all these things and more, and as such she was most certianly pesent!  Not as a chef, but as a guest, one of a great many at that!  For now, she was just enjoying the parade and the fair, a hoof-full of churros in a pouch at her hip, a flag in her hoof, a hat
[21:50:46] <Halide> on her head, and a big grin on her face, there was the rather tubby young lady.  What a fun day in Fillydelphea!*
[22:02:24] <Kite> A big crowd; a big crowd was what Kite needed right at this point, and she was very lucky to have stumbled upon the Fillydelphia Seaside Fair. A narrow run-in with a guard pony that just so happened to recognize a stolen suit of armor meant that Kite needed someplace to vanish, and the fair would be perfect! Of course, the armor stood out even more amongst(c)
[22:04:19] <Kite> the sun-loving crowd, but Kite hoped she'd maybe pass as a mascot or something. The sun glinted quite mercilessly; it was a hot one today. "A-alright Kite, just stay calm, everything'll be okay..." She mumbled to herself, looking back as she trotted into the fair, not paying attention to where she was headed and bumping into somepony. "Oh! S-sorry!"
[22:09:41] <Halide> *Bwomph!  Something relatively cold and metal bumped into her side, leaving her a little off-balance!  A quick hoof-tapping dance to keep Filly-Rye's "full-figured" frame from falling, and the unicorn's full attention was retention on the collision remission and the causer thereof!  ...Wait, what?  No, she just looked at whoever bumped into her.  "Hunh?  Oh!  Oh, no pr...Heeeey!"  The casual smile broke into a big ol' grin - she
[22:09:41] <Halide> recognized the voice, the stature, and the funky armor!  That was a friend, sorta!  Friends got hugs, maybe?  Maybe not, Kite didn't strike her as the huggy-touchy type, so it was mostly just a big smile.  "Heya darlin'!  Fancy meetin' you here, I didn' know y'all liked fairs like this!"
[22:13:19] <Kite> "Huh..!? O-oh! Miss Filly Rye!" The little pegasus gave a polite bow, her visor clinking lightly. "Nice to see you again! I uh, just kinda walked into it, actually." She gave a sheepish grin. "The fair, I mean! Well, and you too! Because uh..." She paused, looking over her shoulder. No guards in sight - yet. (c)
[22:14:11] <Kite> "...because I love fairs...? I mean, I've never been to one, but i-it sounds neat! I mean, not much for a knight to do at a fair, but you never know, right?"
[22:18:26] <Halide> "Well, that explains y'all walkin' in on the fair, but it don't explain why y'all bounced into me!"  She giggled briefly, still all smiles and pleasantries.  "Nah, I'm jus' givin' y'all a bit of a hard time, it's real nice t'see you again!"   Aw, was the slightly-larger knight in the big heavy armor being bashful?  That was endearing!  "B'sides, there's plenty fer anypony to do at the fair!  Sure, y'all'd have ta take off
[22:18:26] <Halide> yer armor before gettin' on any of the rides, but hey, y'all are just as welcome to see the shows an' try the food an' see the fireworks later on!  Yer not, um, here with anypony, are ya?"
[22:27:25] <Kite> "With?" The armored filly blinked at her friend, not quite catching the meaning. "Oh, no, I found the fair by myself!" She scanned the crowd; there sure were alot of ponies! Tons to do, and a huge crowd, it would be easy to slip in unnoticed. "I dunno if I should try any rides though; a knight should be ready to spring into action at any second, after all!(c)
[22:31:34] <Kite> " This was a half truth; the pegasus was simply not very keen on being out of her armor. "B-but the shows and the food sounds like fun! And maybe the fireworks too!" Standing still at the entrance was making Kite feel nervous; what if that guard showed? "Um... w-would you like to show me around?"
[22:41:38] <Halide> "M-me?"  A moment - a moment, merely, and a moment quickly gone - of fluster from the rotund young mare.  But the moment was very quickly gone.  "Aw, shucks, I'd be more'n happy!  C'mon, I hear they got a really good few numbers up on stage!  An' the games here are all kinds'a fun!"  And with that, the bouncy little mare practically grabbed Kite by the hoof and 'led' her to the ticket booth.  The leading, of course
[22:41:38] <Halide> was a little over-excited.  "I mean, I'm pleased as punch ta be here, but ta be here with a friend is jus' all sorts o' ticklin'!  Y'all don't mind if we skip the oddities show, right?  I ain't right interested in' seein' the bearded mare or th' stallion what can buck a train near twen'y feet."
[22:45:52] <Kite> For all Kite knew, they were being chased, if Filly-Rye's enthusiasm was anything to go by; the armored pegasus was nearly dragged into the heart of the fair, with little hope of resistance! "Whoa, careful! Buck a train twenty feet!? That's...kinda neat! W-watch out..!" She clinked and clanked as she was dragged through the crowd, tossing out apologies (c)
[22:47:53] <Kite> for the occasional minor collisions. "A bearded Mare does sound kinda silly, though!" She shook her helmeted head. "You pick a spot, Miss Filly-Rye! Knights... we don't know so much about fairs!"
[00:00:45] <Halide> *The young chef just dragged her tank-like friend through the ponies and the crowd, all smiles and energy.  "Well, them fireworks ain't likely to start till it's night... I'm guessin' y'all would rather stay in that armor, rather'n take it off just for the rides.  So, let's see 'bout them games!  C'mon!"  And, with that, Filly-Rye was throwing bits for the entry for the both of them.  ...wait, hm,
[00:00:45] <Halide> there was a bit of a dilemma there.  She brought enough bits for herself, souviniers, a place to stay the nights, and food.  ...Kite had a tent!  That'd work, and she could be ditzy and leave out the 'by the way I'm spending my hotel money on you' bit until later that evening.  Coy, perhaps, but not a bad scheme!  Still, it got them both into the fair, where it was a tad less crowded.  The stage was setting up,
[00:00:45] <Halide> a fairly bright-red and dyed pegasus seeing to placements and setup, while a few shaggy-looking stallions set about greeting an adoring audience.  Darts and kickballs and baskets and hammers and ringtoss and more were concentrated in a square, while little food stands scattered all over the place!  There were a few big rides, a house of mirrors among them, and more further back.  Filly-Rye, for now, simply started
[00:00:45] <Halide> towards the square of games, a rather noticable spring in her step, which caused her to jiggle a bit with each step.  "Heck'va day for a fair, ain't it?"
[00:07:52] <Kite> "It's very nice...!" The little pegasus commented, absentmindedly; the sights and sounds and smells of the fair were all quite distracting. "Eheh, a little hotter than I'm used to, but sunshine's better for a fair than rain!" She squinted at the bright sun through her visor; it felt like the orb was bearing down just on her! "But anyhow, we should find a (c)
[00:10:34] <Kite> game! But which one...?" The strength test, with it's towering bell bell stood out. But then, there was also Wack-a-Parasprite, Dunk-a-Diamond Dog... "So many choices! You're the expert, Miss Filly Rye!" The little knight looked expectantly to her pudgy companion. "What should we do?"
[00:30:38] <Halide> "Well, I only got so many bits... But a few games never hurt nobody!  'Cept hoofball, that one can hurt a lot if yer none too careful."  A brief musing, and then Kite decided that it might be kind of fun to see how the lady in all the armor's strength was when it came to kicking!  But that wasn't a fun game, and she didn't have enough bits for all the games... "Heh, well, let's try the rollerball first!"  And so, that was where she went.
[00:34:50] <Kite> "Rollerball?" The pegasus followed closely, examining the booth for the game Filly-Rye had chosen. She wasn't exactly sure how the game worked, but, a knight couldn't simply back down! "Umm... sure! Sounds like fun! But uhh... you go first! Because... well, a knight should always be polite!" Perfect; now Kite could see how the game was played!
[00:37:31] <Halide> *A lane with a ramp at the end of it, with number-labelled baskets hanging from a slope just a little detached from it all.  Roll a small ball down the lane, watch it lift up from the ramp, and try to get it in the basket with the highest numbers!*  "That a fact?  Y'all make knights sound more like Prince Charmin' than just regular fellas in armor with suits 'n titles!"
[00:43:41] <Kite> The little knight gave a small giggle. "Well, knights aren't JUST supposed to be polite! They're supposed to be all cool and heroic and..." She pondered. "...and stuff! Y'know...! Stand up for good, umm... smite evil. Protect others." Taking one of the rollerballs in hoof, she held it up to her visor. "I wonder, are knights supposed to be good at rollerball, though?"
[00:49:19] <Halide> "Well, we're about to find out!"   A cheery giggle, a gentle nudge, and Filly-Rye simply stood aside, smiling away.  She wasn't much of a hoof at the game either, so it wasn't like Kite would have to be that good to best her peers; for that matter, who cared how well she did, it was only a game!  Still, a little stuffed animal was always a nice souvinier!
[00:56:59] <Kite> Taking a moment to slide her visor up, Kite then examined the baskets, with point totals of 0, 5, 10, 25 and the hardest to hit, 50! "Hmmm!" She wrinkled her nose in concentration, before launching the first ball forward, being careful not to shoot too hard. It flew up the ramp, bounced off the rim of, and landed in, the 10 point basket! "Oooh! That was pretty good! ...Umm, that was pretty good, right?"
[01:03:18] <Halide> "Well, it's way better'n the gutterball I threw, sugarcube!"  Another laugh, this one a little more amused and energetic than the giggles she was prone to letting out in random bursts.  But, another roll from Filly-Rye, and that brough their total point count up to twenty!  "Oh, heck, that ain't bad at all!  Two more fer me, three more fer you!"
[01:07:10] Kite couldn't help but grin. "Nice shot, Miss Filly-Rye! But, I betcha I can get an even higher score than you...!" She gave her second ball a roll, aaand gutterball! "...on my next shot!"
[01:12:01] <Halide> Another try, and that was only five!  But 25 total wasn't bad!  "Heh, whoops!  Maybe I shouldn'a nearly tripped over my hoof there, hunh?"
[01:16:59] <Kite> "It was a good shot, Miss Filly-Rye!" The pegasus plucked her helmet off, setting it aside; even with the visor up, it impaired her vision just a bit. "But the helmet's off now!" She peered over her bandaged nose, lined up the shot, and...! "Woohoo! Another 10 points!" She couldn't help but grin enthusiastically. "This is fun!"
[19:27:39] <Halide> The helmet was off indeed!  And what prety eyes that visor had been hiding!  Bright orange eyes met briefly with green eyes, and Filly-Rye quickly pretended she hadn't been looking, quickly switching her attention down the lane with a murmured, slightly bashful laugh.  "Heh, yeah, sure is!  That's, uh, thirty-five..."  And, with that, down Filly-Rye's next ball went!  Twenty-five made a sixty between them!
[19:34:49] <Kite> "T-twenty five! Wow...! Are you sure you're not secretly an expert at this, Miss Filly-Rye?" The knight teased,weighing her last shot. "I guess I really hafta make this last shot count! Hmmm..." The armored pegasus examined the game from all angles, as though trying to devise some strategy for getting the highest possible score. Having apparently worked (c)
[19:37:51] <Kite> out the mathematics in her head, she turned to her friend. "I think I have it figured out! I Bet'chya I can beat those 25 points!"
[19:48:18] <Halide> "Hon, I ain't in possession in enough bits to start bettin'!  How'bout you get us over 100, an' you can have th' prize?"  The tubby filly smirked, then gave the knight a gentle nudge.  "Don't ferget ta make it count!"
[19:53:27] Kite 's armor clinked lightly from the nudge. "Ah, alright! Well, here goes!" The pegasus sent the last ball rolling, down the lane, up the ramp, into the air! It bounced off the side of the 50 point basket, nicked the rim of the 25 point basket, and landed neatly with 10 points. "Aww..! So close!" >///<;;
[20:03:02] <Halide> No more balls, 70 points!  But what did it matter, it was just a game!  "Heh, well, seventy ain't bad fer a coupl'a first timers!  So, a few more games?  I ain't much of a hoof fer throwin' darts, but you gimme a lassoo..."  A wink, and a quick glow of her horn.  "Well, let's just say I'm jus' as good at roundin' up critters as my pa was, an' better'n most of mah cousins at it!"
[20:07:52] <Kite> Darts? That sounded like a disaster waiting to happen, knowing Kite's luck! Retrieving her helmet and plopping it back on, the little knight was ready to go. "Really? That's super cool! I can't imagine using a lasso to be easy at all." An imagine of getting all tangled up jumped into the knight's head. "You umm... you learned to lasso back home?" She inquired.
[20:15:53] <Halide> "Well, yeah!  What, y'all didn't think I was some fancy Canterlot unicorn, didjya?"  A bigger smile than usual, with many white teeth!  "Nah.  Mamma was a Unicorn, and Pa was just a big ol' workhorse, an' they had jus' me on pa's pappy's big ol' farm with all sortsa cousins an' nephews an' neices!  Uh, heh, sorry, I got momma's big mouth, 'least that's what gramma said.  Heh."  Motormouth alert!  But, at least,
[20:15:53] <Halide> a happy and cheerful one.  "Y'all heard of the Wheatcrops?  That's pa's family name, an' if it's got wheat in it, there's a pretty good chance we helped make it!  ...Ah'm talkin' too much, ain't I."
[20:24:08] Kite couldn't help but giggle behind her visor; Filly-Rye had a very endearing and friendly quality to her. It was hard not to smile when she was, and she spoke with such enthusiasm! "Nono, not at all, I like hearing about it, honest! Was it a big farm?" The armor glinted in the bright hot sunlight as they searched for the next game. "I always thought (c)
[20:26:06] <Kite> living on a big farm would be really neat! Back in Cant- um, back home, we had a small little place. Eheh, not very exciting or adventurous, though."
[20:34:20] <Halide> "Well, heh, um, yeah!  There were about, shoot, maybe a full dozen grown-ups, an' near three-dozen cousins, brothers'n sisters o' all ages runnin' around!  Ma and pa didn't really gimme any brothers or sisters, on account'a me bein' a little hard on my momma when she was carryin' me, but all my cousins were real nice, an I guess they kinda acted as kin enough!"  And, with that, Filly-Rye decided to try and lead Kite into the shade of a ring
[20:34:20] <Halide> -toss booth facing south.  "Ain't been back since I moved out with my cousin Target couple years ago, mind, but they were real good t'me, in spite o' the fact I wasn't an earth-pony like most o' them, or as good a mage as my momma."
[20:43:56] <Kite> "That sounds like it'd be a lot of fun, having all that family around all the time!" The pegasus commented, following along; Filly-Rye seemed to have an idea as to where they were going next, anyways. "So umm... what made you decide to leave? (c)
[20:45:49] <Kite> Was it your food buisness?" The wannabe knight thought back to when she had been run over by Filly-Rye's runaway food cart; it was excellent food to be sure, but a little painful at high velocity!
[20:50:39] <Halide> "Sure is!  But, bein' honest, I might be a better farmer'n any unicorn I ever met, but I'm also not as good as any earth-pony at it.  And frankly, there were enough strong backs, young an' old, on the farm... and momma wanted me to get a good education, so I went ahead an' applied fer the school o' culinary arts over in Canterlot, an' I just finished my first year there!"  Another big smile, and a shrug.  "The food thing's kinda
[20:50:39] <Halide> a summer school deal.  I impressed one o' my teachers, an' she kinda took me in job-wise, jus' so's I could pay fer tuition an' rent a li'l better."  A moment of thought, and Filly-Rye just sort of bounced in place.  "Aaaaan' tha's why I'm back in Canterlot an' not makin' hay!"
[20:58:35] <Kite> "That's really neat!" Kite grinned, unaware that the two had apparently reached their next destination. "Of course your teacher would be impressed, Miss Filly-Rye! Your food was super delicious, even after being in a huge cart crash! I kept getting hungry after that, because my armor smelt like soup for a week! Eheh, ponies must've thought I was some sort of walking soup can."
[21:06:16] <Halide> Filly-rye smirks, a bit bashfully at that.  "Well, if yer askin', I can always fix y'all up a li'l somethin' just fer you... or a big somethin' just fer you, if you want leftovers, heh."  And, then, Filly-Rye did something silly - she licked Kite's armor, near the shoulder, wondering if there was still a soupy taste on the metal.  ...Nope, mostly just dirt and metal.  "...Cleaned it out, hunh?"
[21:12:11] <Kite> "Eh..?" The pegasus raised an eyebrow at the odd behavior. "Umm... yes, I try to keep the armor as clean as I can, actually. The soup got inside the helmet, that's why I smelled it so much." She scratched the back of her helmet sheepishly. "Something tells me if the whole suit smelled and tasted like your cooking, Miss Filly-Rye, my patrols in the Everfree(c)
[21:14:00] <Kite> might've gone a lot rougher! Ah, I mean, it'd be nothing a super duper knight couldn't handle...!" She flustered slightly. "Just, well... y'know! It's knight in SHINING armor, not soupy armor!" X3
[21:23:11] <Halide> Aw!  Flusterknight was cutest knight!  "Hehehe!  Well, y'all know more about knight's I do, but I'd be just as happy ta see ya no matter what kinda armor y'all wore!  'Course, I'm sure y'all feel best when yer armor's clean'n dry...  So y'all really don't take that off often, do ya?"  It left a lot to the imagination!  What sort of mare sat in that armor, anyhow?  She was cute as a button, but she had no idea what she
[21:23:11] <Halide> looked like from the neck down.  A moment of curious thinking on that subject before Filly-Rye stopped staring at Kite's body, shaking her head briefly.  "Heh, sorry, zoned out there."
[21:35:10] <Kite> "Ah, no worries." The pegasus shrunk back in her armor ever so slightly, a light shade of pink crossing her cheeks.  "And ah, n-no, not really. A knight's supposed to be ready for action at any second, so I try to keep in it as much as I can!" It was half the truth; the little pegasus opted to as always, keep her issues of self confidence to herself, but (c)
[21:37:31] <Kite> her continued flustering did little to help. She shook her head, helmet clinking slightly, before straightening back up and lowering her visor again, hiding behind the knight's armor both figuratively and literally. "After all, a knight's not much of a knight without a suit of armor!"
[21:45:53] <Halide> "W-well, y'all'd be just as much a Knight ta me..."   Superior pony brains said that things were getting awkward and blushy, and the only cure for that was to go full-metal gusto and play things straight... or... smell churros.  Oh heck yes churros.   Churros detected, Filly-Rye stomach-filling senses engaged.  Mission begin : churros GET.     A few snifs of the air, only slightly surrepticious, and Filly-Rye's attention
[21:45:53] <Halide> was diverted once again!    "Oh, shoot, d'you smell Churros?  Mmm-mm, hol' your horses right here, I'll back lickety-split!"   *ZIP!*   Off shot the chubby filly-mare, fast as the eye could follow!
[21:51:41] Kite had barely a moment to think about what Filly-Rye had said before she said something about Churros and dashed off! Who knew she could move that fast! "Wait, where are you...?" And she was gone. "Ah, alright, I'll just wait here, then." The little knight grabbed a seat on a nearby bench, idly stretching her wings as she waited.
[21:57:37] <Halide> *Zwoosh!*  Orange-coloured zip back with fried sticks of sugared dough!  Plenty of them, some of them filled with whipped cream!  A little out of breath, Filly-Rye floated a few in front of Kite's face, one churro already being chowed down by the filly herself.  "These are the best part of deep-frying.  You want to eat it, even if it is kind of common fair-food, heh."
[22:00:42] <Kite> "Whoa! That was... really fast!" The armored pony slid her visor back up, gave the floating food a small sniff, and then a nom! "Mmm! That's pretty good! Thank you!" She plucked the fair food out of the air. "...Ah, how much do I owe you?" She asked, fishing for the bits.
[22:07:20] <Halide> "I'm sorry, but y'all don't get ta owe me for this cuz y'all didn't ask for it, and so it gets to count as a gift from me to you which goes into your tummy!   Which, is... what chefs do!  So I guess knights protect chefs and chefs feed knights so that the knights can keep protecting the chefs!"    The first churro, gone already with a gulp, and Filly-Rye triedto actually eat the next one at a less gluttonous rate.
[22:13:02] <Kite> "I... ah, but... huh." If there was a way to argue with Filly-Rye's logic, it escaped Kite. "W-well, you've got a point there, Miss Filly-Rye!" The little armored filly gave a bow. "Thank you very much!" And with that, she straightened up, and went back to munching on her snack. "So umm...! What should we do next?"
[22:20:44] <Halide> "Well, it's a li'l while before the bands start playin'... So, we can either check out one of th' rides, we could play a few more games, or maybe we can just walk about an' talk!  I mean, y'all got to hear my life story, I'm sure y'all have a way more interestin' tale ta tell'n I do!"  A sheepish kick of her hoof, a slightly bashful smile.  She was actually trying to be a bit more cute and a little less rambunctious,
[22:20:44] <Halide> but such was simply for her own sake.  Besides, she'd been to the fair a few times prior, maybe Kite had her own ideas what she wanted to see!
[22:26:36] <Kite> "Oh! Well, there wasn't much exciting stuff until I started travelling, really." She took a moment to chomp on the rest of her snack; it was odd, most ponies ridiculed Kite for her oversized, dinged up armor, or else they didn't believe she was a real knight. Filly-Rye seemed genuinely interested, though. Maybe she was just the friendly type? She couldn't (c)
[22:31:44] <Kite> quite place her hoof on it. "But I have gotten into some pretty crazy adventures since I left home. Like with the Ursa. Oh! Or the bolt of lightning! I couldn't fly for weeks!" Her tone of voice held a hint of enthusiasm and confidence that otherwise was not present before. "I musta fallen... oh, higher than the top of that Ferris Wheel, for sure!" (c)
[22:32:56] <Kite> She explained, pointing out the ride in the distance. "Landed right in the mud, too! Kersplat!"
[22:37:46] <Halide> It was a combination of friendly and being genuinely intersted!  Kite certianly did a good job of catching her attention, and it seemed like her big, orange eyes glimmered a bit, her ears perked forward a bit and hanging on each word.  Though, as Kite started talking about all the 'adventures' and-or beatings she'd taken, the rapt expression took on a bit of a wince.  Lightning and ursas and falling in who-knew-how-many
[22:37:46] <Halide> pounds of armor?  Kite was at -least- half as tough as some of her bigger earthpony cousins were.  And here she'd grown up hearing Pegasi were frail!  "Wow, y'all have -way- more interestin' stories to tell... How'bout y'all tell me the better ones later t'night?"  A smile - an innocent one, she was only thinking of watching the fireworks with kite, and chatting with her wherever they might end up thereafter,
[22:37:46] <Halide> rather than anything untoward.  "I'm, uh, actually a li'l more interested in where y'all come from!  I mean, it's all well'n good ta have stories, but... I'd like ta know a li'l more about you, if that's, uh, none too personal."
[22:42:00] <Kite> "Umm... oh. Uh, okay." That slightly shrunken-back-hide-in-the-armor posture became apparent once more. Why would somepony wanna know more about boring, un-exciting old Kite, as opposed to hearing about a knight's cool and awesome adventures? "T-there's not really much to tell. Umm... I'm from..." (c)
[22:45:21] <Kite> She paused for just a moment. "I'm from Canterlot. Lived there my whole life. Umm... I always wanted to be a knight. Dad was a knight. So's Big Bro- ah, I mean my brother." That much was all true, but what was she supposed to say after that? I went to knight school, kept failing, stole a suit of armor and ran away? The alternative was lying, but the (c)
[22:46:56] <Kite> pegasus really wanted to avoid doing that. Repaying Filly-Rye's friendship and kindness with lies felt... wrong. It always felt wrong to lie, mind you, but Kite usually brushed it off by convincing herself she'd make things right when she was a real knight. "Ah, t-that's about it, really."
[22:51:01] <Halide> "Well, I'd say yer doin' yer family right proud, followin' in yer father's hoofsteps.  An' if you've got stories like that ta tell, I'm sure yer doin' a great job of it!"  Finely-tuned Rye-senses could detect that that Kite was doing more pausing and stuttering!  Uncomfortable situation detected... evade!  This would be something to ask when they -weren't- in a busy fair, maybe after they were actually good friends.
[22:51:01] <Halide> "So, y'all into country-rock?  I think I hear a band warmin' up, should last us a few hours!"  A big smile, a look that said 'I want to hear the funny ponies and their wikked-sykk folk-rock', though perhaps not quite that consice.
[22:54:23] Kite was grateful for the change in subject. "Country rock?" She tilted her head to the side curiously. "I've never really given it a listen before, actually." That sun was still beating down on the fair; Kite felt like her armor was going to start cooking her soon. "Ah, is it any good?"
[23:02:59] <Halide> "Well, I'm just a bumkin, so I don't know too much about music.  But it's hoof-tappin' and it sounds good ta me!"  Another big smile, a bit of guiding from the chef to the knight.  "I mean, it ain't royal fanfare or that weird stuff that Iron Will feller plays at his seminars, tha's fer sure, but I gues there's as many types of music as there are types of food!"
[23:25:51] <Kite> "Ah, well you haven't steered me wrong before, Miss Filly-Rye!" The heat was getting to be too much, so once more, the helmet came off. "Phew! It'll be much easier to hear with the helmet off, I think. Eheh, let's find someplace to sit!"
[23:28:53] <Halide> "Haven't done much steerin' y'all at all, sugarcube!"  Another cheerful laugh, and another smile - she really preffered being able to see Kite's face, it certianly made her emotions easier to read.  Not to mention she had pretty eyes, at least as far as the tubby young mare was concerned.  "Maybe we should find y'all some spot in the shade, yer lookin a mite hot."  Oh, oop, bad choice of words, kindly don't pick up on that.