"What do you think happened to the town hall?"
"Huh?" Wick Clip looked up from the counter.
"You know. The town hall. Who do you think did all that?"
Wick shrugged. "I don't know. Why do you ask?"
The other pony blinked a couple of times, perplexed, and pursed his lips. "It's just... Sorry. Have a good day." He grabbed his bag and began to walk away.
"Sure. Same to you." Wick didn't look at him leave.