Well well well...
...The ringleader of the pickle rebellion...
"What?"
Sorry...
...It's something to do with last episode...
"How is that supposed to effect me?"
It's not...
...Just a little throw back to the audience...
"...You have an audience?"
Pretty sizable one...
...But enough of that...
Cadance...
...helps keep the black mare down...
"The black mare? Who's the-- Forget I asked..."
Cadance...
...what's your luckydo...?
"My lucky-what? I... Don't think I have a luckydo..."
You don't...!?
We can't have that...
...Here, take this...
Before Cadance fell a plush pink doll with little black eyes. "...What is it?"
It's a doll...
...That can be your luckydo...
"Um... Thanks..."
My pleasure...
Cadance...
...sells tickets to Gilda's flee circus...
"Who's Gilda? And why does she have a flee circus?"
Now you know...
Cadance...
"No; they really don't. They think I sell tickets to another pony's misfortune and that I don't have a 'luckydo'..." despite her groan of anguish, Cadance picked the doll up with her magic and left the stage; partly thankful that this didn't go too bad.