Sweetie Belle has looked in the mailbox, expecting a letter for three days now. Zipporwhill, who has come to play, notices that, through the mail, another Daring Do comic has showed up.
"Mind if I ask where you got that Daring Do comic?"
"It's from Scootaloo."
Zipporwhill giggles. "These are the funniest things I have ever read."
"Funniest?"
"Yes! They always misinform us about everything!"
"Like what?"
"Well, there was that comic that took place in Scandinavia, and she went to an area with a lot of vikings."
"And what's so funny about that?"
"I'll be lucky if there are Scandinavians, especially Scandinavians who are Swedish, who don't find that offensive."
"But that's nothing compared to all those Equestrian TV shows I viewed Spanish dubs of when I was littler. They made me think that every Equestrian pegasus flies and walks on clouds, that every Earth pony frequently tends to crops or performs manual labor, and that every Unicorn has an Automatic Magical Ability. I'm pretty sure that TV, the movies, and maybe even the comics, would give you quite a weird impression of a particular place."
"Oh! I guess that's why I haven't seen Gregor's letters for three days!"
"Yes sirree!" Zipporwhill sang in that beautiful voice we've come to expect from her. "And that's because you probably used your questions to offend him."
"Should I get a pony pen pal?"
"Well, why don't you actually write him back and tell him what happened?"
"Come on, just one more try. It'll be hard to make a friend of a different culture, but it'll be worth it in the end!"
"Wait a minute...Gregor has a telephone?"