Grease Pan and Rarity have a short, friendly discussion.

>Somewhere in Canterlot, a white unicorn with a pastel green mane sat in a small coffee shop.
>Truthfully, it was probably too small of a coffee shop what with the bulky, green hunks of armour Grease Pan called legs.
>She probably looked ridiculous hunched over at such a small table, but she didn't care.
>It was the best place in the city to get a cup of something that didn't taste like liquid paper.
>She took a sip of her coffee, continuing to read up on the latest news before her ears swiveled, catching a sharp gasp.
>Pan looked, and to her side another unicorn mare was staring at her with an expression one might wear while bearing witness to a train filled with puppies crashing into a nursing home, but it quickly became unreadable the moment she realized she was being looked at.
>She brushed her elegantly styled purple mane up with a metal hoof quickly and approached.
>As she did, Pan realized she had chrome of her own.
>Her entire rear and foreleg on her right side were replaced with sleek metal.
>The augment reached all the way up her flank, seeming to continue up her spine afterwards before dipping back down to connect with her right shoulder.
>Unlike her own, the mares augments were fine and intricate.
>Not much bigger then a real leg might be.
>Definitely newer and far different then her own.
>The mare sat down next to Pan and flashed her a smile.
>"I'm terribly sorry if I startled you, I just couldn't help but notice your...interesting augments." She said, her smile fading just a little.
"Oh, you like them? You should see them in action." Grease Pan said, lifting a hoof and showing it off.
>"You could say that." The purple-maned mare said as she eyed the olive green appendage with a slight cringe. "Are they full replacement?"
"'Course. If I just to look metal I'd wear armour."
>The other mare nodded in satisfaction.
>"I couldn't agree more. That being said, have you ever thought about giving them a new look?" She asked, raising a chromed hoof of her own.
>Pan raised an eyebrow and scoffed.
"What, like those things? Sure, their shiny and all, but they hardly look like I'd get as much use out of them as I do out of mine." She said, flexing her cybernetic leg.
>The other mare sputtered for a second. "Surely they could be made just a tad smaller! Modern technology allows for function in much smaller packages then that." She said putting a hoof accusingly at Pan's leg.
>Pan squinted at the purple-maned mare.
"At least my augs don't look like a chromed toaster that got stripped for parts."
>The mare stood from her seat, fire in her eyes. "Well at least my augments don't look like they were stripped from a forklift!"
>Pan stood as well.
>If she had been sitting in a chair, she would have knocked it over.
"You new-blood cyborgs all think nano-augs are such luxury. You're sacrificing durability for looks! You might as well get a flash-cloned  replacement at that point!"
Pan growled with a dangerous look in her eye.
>"I assure you, my augments are *quite* durable." The purple-maned growled, matching Pan's look of challenge.
>Pan took a single step forwards before a loud 'Ahem!' drew her attention.
>Both mares looked to the side to see the stallion behind the counter reaching for something below it in an obvious motion of 'get the fuck out or else'.
>The purple maned mare let out a nervous chuckle and nodded in understanding. "M-My apologies, we were merely having a uhm, friendly discussion?" She tried, looking to Pan.
"Right. Friendly discussion."