Tempest continued. "But get this: just as I was finally about to get a drink, the pony in front of me dropped a few pills into the punch. And then a small dragon fell from the ceiling into the bowl, splashing juice everywhere. To make matters worse, a pickup volleyball game decided it needed a new ball and it became a volleybowl game. And then when somepony punched the bowl over the net towards the ground, it fell into a booby trap and shattered against a bunch of punji sticks."
Sunset sighed. "I get it. The punch had been spiked."