So, do you have any idea why your store manager seems so cheerful today?
Nope. Craig mentally replied, straightening out a display stand with a grunt. No idea why.
Perhaps he reconnected with a childhood friend?
Nah. He's not really the friend-making type. My guess would be that he got some sort of freebie from one of those contests that he sometimes signs up for.
Oh. So, what are you doing now?
Nothing, I suppose. Looks like today's gonna be a slow day.
A faint glow surrounded his hand again as a beam of light shot out, reforming once again into a flickering image of Twilight Sparkle.
"I know this must be strange for you, Craig." The apparition apologized, "But I honestly feel more comfortable having at least a somewhat physical body. Y'know?"
Craig nodded passively, continuing to focus on his work as Twilight continued to drone on.
"I'm still curious as to why your manager seems so... friendly today." Twilight's image continued, "It's almost as if he's an entirely different person all of a sudden..."
The man shrugged, stacking one final can with a metallic plink.
"Hey, Craig! Wassup?"
Craig froze as his manager's voice sliced through the air. His eyes shifted towards Twilight, who vanished with a small flash of light.
The Manager stuffed his hands in his pockets as he strolled towards his single employee. "I heard some talk not too long ago. Gettin' friendly with the lady customers, eh Craig?"
"Uhhh..." Craig stuttered, "It's... it's not like that."
The Manager smirked, pulling his hands from his pockets and waving a card with a phone number hastily scrawled across. "Sure it is, Craig. Anyhow, I'm off to meet up with a rather catching lady myself now. Watch the store for me today, will ya?"
He left without another word, the door of the storefront slamming shut.
"Well," Twilight continued, reemerging from hiding, "That certainly explains a lot."