Discord reappeared inside Downtown Ponyville. The town was bustling and busy, ponies going about their business or heading for quick lunch breaks. Not the best time to go hunting for a quick daisy sandwich, but Discord would manage. Downtown Ponyville was one of his favourite places, because there was always a little chaos to cause, a prank to play. He maneuvered through the crowds, most of the ponies giving him a wide berth, but he smiled pleasantly and made his way through the streets. As he went, he subtly snapped his fingers, swapping the contents of shopping bags, adding annoying mustard stains to ties, and amusing himself to no end in the process. He stopped in front of a sandwich stall, the trembling proprietor looking up at him with dread in her eyes. She was a young mare, maybe only a year or two older than the Cutie Mark Crusaders, with a white coat and lime green mane. "H-hello, sir, can I help, uh, you?"
Discord smiled pleasantly. "Your finest daisy sandwich, please. Wheat bread, light dressing, hold the mustard, extra petals. And... something sweet to drink."
"Sweet, um, sir?" The mare asked as she assembled the sandwich carefully.
"Yes. Juice, or a cold tea, maybe? What do you have?"
The mare glanced down at the little cooler of drinks while she worked on the sandwich, adding extra daisy petals. "We've got Sweet Apple Acres Apple Juice, Carrot Juice, and Sweet Tea."
"Hmm... yes, a sweet tea, for my sweet-tea. Perfect. She'll hate the pun, too!" Discord chuckled to himself, stroking his chin.
The mare drizzled on the dressing, cautious to keep it light, and then capped off the sandwich with another slice of wheat bread. While she poured a cup of sweet tea, she glanced up at Discord. He looked to be in a good mood, and she decided to hazard some conversation. After all, it wasn't every day that a god bought a sandwich from you. "S-so, ah, picking up lunch for somepony special?"
Discord glanced at her, as if remembering that she existed, and sneered. "Well, that certainly is none of your business..." The mare drooped, blushing, but Discord continued, "... but since you asked, yes. I happen to be getting lunch for... ah..."
Discord paused. For who? A friend? Fluttershy was more than that. A... special somepony? He'd definitely just implied that, but that wasn't quite right, was it? "... for Fluttershy," he finished, a bit lamely.
The mare perked up. "Oh! She helped me pick my pet cat, Sassy. She's a really nice mare." She added a lid to the drink and poked a straw through the hole in the lid. "Here you are, sir. And, um, that'll be ten bits, please."
Discord nodded and reached into thin air, producing a wallet from nowhere, and dropped the requested bits in a pile on the counter. "Thanks, Miss..." Discord glanced at her flank. A green leaf with a swirl of white in the middle. "... Mary Jane?"
"Spinach Dip! And you're welcome, Discord." She managed an uneasy smile.
He chuckled. "Honestly. 'Spinach Dip'. Where do you ponies come up with this stuff?" He gave an amused snort and, sandwich in one paw and drink held in the crook of his arm, snapped his claws and disappeared.