Dear Maud Pie:
So, you've had Boulder for all these years and yet you've never got him a pouch to carry in? Don't you think he deserves better?
~Rarity.
Dear Rarity:
You never got one for Tom.
~Maud Pie.
Dear Maud:
I was never able to find a pouch big enough for him. And by the time I got around to making one, I'd already lost interest in him.
Besides, while he was really hard, he never had the right sort of hardness, if you know what I mean.
~Rarity
Dear Pinkie Pie:
I'm really curious about the price of a party cannon in relation to a rock pouch. Is a cannon that can fire confetti and party supplies really so cheap that it can be traded away for a puny rock pouch? Or are those lousy little pouches insanely overpriced?
~Princess Twilight Sparkle
P.S.: If it had been me, I would have dragged the guy into a dark alley, beat the shit out of him, and kept both the pouch and the cannon.
Dear Twilight:
I was desperate and not thinking clearly when I made the deal.
...Also, I may have been a teensy-weensy bit high on a special blend of meth that I cooked up using a shard of the Crystal Heart that I "borrowed".
~Pinkie Pie
Dear Rarity:
You really make a great impression of my sister. You should sell party supplies at your new shop.
And maybe clothes made out of spoons. I always wanted spoon clothes.
~Maud Pie.