It's funny - coming here now just makes Pinkie think of how little she's been out lately. Partying just isn't really an option anymore. She's not sure she could dance that long, even if her ears would stay covered. She sort of misses it.

When she arrives, it luckily just looks like she's trying out some new accessories; she's spent a lot of time practicing with the head scarves, and her hair is voluminous enough to sort of explain the space where her new ears are. It makes hearing a little hard, but she suspects her ears have actually gotten sharper in more ways than one. It evens out.

"Hi, Greg!" she chirps, sliding into the booth gratefully. Balance is weird, right? "Have you been here too long? I got kinda held up!"