It does not take long for the heavily coated Twilight Sparkle to make her way into the partially filled establishment of caffeine addled goodness that is coffee. After arriving in the coffee party central of the almost neighborhood she was currently on business call within, Spylight books a table just beyond the scope of the coffee barrister's line of sight. Thankfully, the line of stalkers that had be surreptitiously trying to seduce her and drive her away from her coffee bean addiction in favor of a more useful past time, like maybe socializing. Thankfully, this is not the case and Twi-spy can enjoy her liver-detoxer shake in peace.
“Hey Twilight.”
Shaken from her coffee-laden fantasies, Tweyelight turns her quickly dilating eyes on the hunk of coffee beans sitting across from her. She is quickly disappointed when she realizes that it is in fact just another pony.
“Oh... hello Flash. I'm working on a case right now, soo...”
He waves his hooves with a more placating motion. “Don't worry, I just wanted to ask if you'd like to go out later. Maybe catch a movie, stop by my place, you know... hang out?” The less than stellar pickerupper pulls with the best grin he can manage- poorly.
Eyespy scrunches up her nose in consideration, looking down at her now empty pot of coffee. After what surmounts to a drug-addicts realization of the density of a pile of pillows, she slams it down on the edge of the table, giving the stallion a mere brief nod of the head.
“Gonna need three more pots of this- no, just give me all the beans you have in the back and a bag of creamer. And directions to every location you have in town.