Fluttershy and Trixie trotted wordlessly to Town Hall, where they entered to see Cheerilee and Doctor Stable staring at the clock. Doctor Stable looked up upon hearing their hoofsteps.
“Hello, girls.”
Cheerilee shot her head up. “Hello!”
Trixie smiled and nodded, Fluttershy aping her actions. “Now that we’ve all met,” Trixie said, “why don’t we go grab some lunch?”
“Trixie,” Cheerilee said, “it’s five in the afternoon.”
Trixie kept the insincere smile going strong. “Dinner, then?”
Cheerilee and Doctor Stable both nodded. “Shall we?” Doctor Stable asked.
“Let’s,” Trixie said and led the group out of Town Hall. They quickly formed two groups, Trixie trotting alongside Doctor Stable and Fluttershy trotting next to Cheerilee.
Trixie looked up to the stallion next to her. “So, Doctor, have you any special somepony in your life?”
The doctor closed his eyes, then opened them. “I hardly think that’s any of your business, Trixie.”
“Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to pry.”
“That’s quite alright.” They went back to walking while Trixie had a sly smile across her face.
Behind them, Fluttershy and Cheerilee were having an animated conversation.
“So, what are you teaching the foals now, Cheerilee?”
Cheerilee giggled. “The class is learning about combinatorics this unit.”
“Oh really? What area?”
“Enumerative. Are you familiar with that?”
Fluttershy nodded. “I’d really like to hear you explain it, though.”
Cheerilee smiled. “Well, it deals with the number of ways that certain patterns can be formed.” Fluttershy nodded in excitement.
“Well, we’re here,” Trixie announced, “ready for dinner?”
Doctor Stable looked up at the restaurant. “Isn’t this place a little...expensive?”
Trixie shook her head. “Nonsense! The entire meal is covered by Transpicuous Pharmaceuticals. Let’s go in, shall we?”
Cheerilee looked at the restaurant, then shrugged her shoulders and trotted in, everypony following as they took their seats. A server, a tan unicorn, quickly strode up to them.
“Welcome to the Bluelight Café. Can I start you out with some appetizers?”
“I’ll have the cream of mushroom soup, thank you,” Cheerilee said.
“I’ll be having the carrot bisque myself,” Doctor Stable said.
“A garden salad, if you please,” Fluttershy said.
“And I’ll have the Clams Casino,” Trixie said, which drew glares from everypony at the table. Trixie glared at them. “What? They’re damn tasty!” The unicorn nodded and briskly trotted away. Trixie then looked across the table, “So, let’s talk about why we’re here today…”
“You mean the Desoxyn?” Doctor Stable asked. Trixie nodded and pulled out two pamphlets from her saddlebags, floating them over to the doctor and Cheerilee, the former grasping it in his magic with the latter grabbing it in her hooves.
“Why yes, I see you’ve done your homework!” Trixie then put her hoof on Doctor Stable’s, receiving a smile from Doctor Stable.
Cheerilee looked over the pamphlet, confused. “How exactly does it work?”
Trixie nodded. “Butterfly—”
“—Fluttershy—”
“—my lovely partner can explain it to you. Now, if you please?” Trixie said while motioning her hoof over to Fluttershy. Fluttershy gulped.
“Well, from what I understand, Desoxyn is a potent full agonist of trace amine-associated receptor one, which either completely inhibits or reverses the transport direction of the dopamine transporter, the norepinephrine transporter, and the serotonin transporter.” Doctor Stable nodded, while Cheerilee raised an eyebrow at Fluttershy.
“Which does what?”
“Cure Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder!” Trixie said.
Doctor Stable furrowed his brow. “And what is Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder?”
Trixie nodded. “It’s a neurodevelopmental disorder that primarily presents itself in children where they are having problems paying attention, are incredibly hyperactive, or are acting impulsively.” Cheerilee giggled at that. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” Cheerilee said, “it just sounds like you’re trying to shill a way to cure childhood.” Trixie’s eyes widened at that.
“No, no, no, not at all! This medication is to only be used in extreme cases of said behavior, like, like—”
“—the Cutie Mark Crusaders!” Fluttershy helpfully cut in with. Trixie sighed in relief just as their appetizers were served to them. Trixie grinned in delight as she picked up a clam shell in her magic, shoved the whole thing in her mouth, and skinned the inside of the clam with her teeth, putting it back on the plate. Doctor Stable picked up a spoon in his magic and ladled the bisque into his mouth. Fluttershy and Cheerilee put their muzzles into the soup bowl and dug in. When they were all finished, they sat back to digest their appetizers. Trixie then stood up.
“If you’ll excuse Butterfly—”
“—Fluttershy—”
“—and me, we have to go powder our muzzles.”
Fluttershy looked up at Trixie. “We do?”
“Yes, we do,” Trixie said between gritted teeth, “now let’s go, shall we?”
Fluttershy hurriedly nodded and stood up, following Trixie to the Mare’s Room. When the door was closed, Trixie shot a glare at Fluttershy. “What are you doing in there?”
“What do you mean?”
Trixie groaned. “Why weren’t you trying to seduce Cheerilee?”
Fluttershy glared at Trixie. “So, you remember her name—”
“—not the point. Why weren’t you trying to seduce her?”
“I didn’t realize we had to seduce our clients.” Trixie facehooved.
“That’s exactly what being a Pharmaceutical Sales Representative is about! You didn’t find it suspicious that they’re all mares?”
Fluttershy shrugged. “Not really…” Trixie facehooved again. “Anyway, I’m not really into mares.”
Trixie glared at Fluttershy. “Again, not the point. Play a little hoovesies, offer a hoof over the table, it’s not that hard!” Fluttershy blushed.
“Well, you see, I’ve never even kissed a mare before.” Trixie then got a gleam in her eyes.
“Well, we can fix that.”
“What are you—” Fluttershy started before Trixie grabbed the sides of her head and kissed her forcefully.
“Am I interrupting something?” Trixie and Fluttershy both turned their eyes to see Cheerilee standing in the bathroom, watching them kiss. They quickly disengaged the kiss, both of them blushing profusely.
“No, not at all,” Trixie said, “that’s...just how we say hello in the sales rep business! Hello, Cheerilee!” Trixie then grabbed Cheerilee’s head and forcefully kissed her, then pulled away, Cheerilee standing in a stupor while Fluttershy stared on in shock. “Say hello to Cheerilee, Fluttershy,” Trixie said between gritted teeth.
Fluttershy looked at Trixie, then Cheerilee in confusion, when it hit her. “Oh, hello, Cheerilee!” Fluttershy then grabbed Cheerilee’s head, engaging her in a deep tongue kiss. The piddling of urine was heard on the floor. Fluttershy then disengaged the kiss, blushing furiously. Trixie nodded.
“Well, then,” Trixie said as she walked out of the restroom. Fluttershy nodded to Cheerilee, who was still stunned. She then followed Trixie out of the restroom, catching up with her. “Told you she’d be into it!” Trixie whispered.
“But you never said—” Fluttershy started before she was cut off.
“Hello, Doctor Stable!” Trixie said as she took her seat, Fluttershy sitting next to her. Soon after, Cheerilee trotted in and took her seat. She leveled a seductive glare a Fluttershy, who blushed profusely in response.
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The four of them sat at their table, currently engaged in a food coma. The server trotted up to them, handed them a parchment folder, then trotted away.
“I’ll handle this,” Trixie said as she took the folder and examined the bill. Shen then pulled a wallet out of her saddlebag, pulled a metal card out of it, slipped it into the folder, then put the folder onto the table. She then flagged down the waiter who promptly cantered over to the table, picked up the folder and examined the card inside. He then looked up at the table.
“I’m sorry, we don’t accept Equestrian Express here.” Trixie facehooved.
“Well, do you accept checks?” The waiter nodded. She pulled out her checkbook, a quill, and an inkwell. She then opened the checkbook, dipped the quill into the inkwell, scrawled out the amount on the check. She then ripped it out with her magic and handed it to the waiter, who nodded.
“Thank you for dining at the Bluelight Café.” He then trotted away. Trixie then pulled out two tickets and handed them to Doctor Stable and Cheerilee. They both grabbed them and examined them.
“What are these for?” Doctor Stable asked.
“Oh, nothing,” Trixie said, “it’s just a small token from Transpicuous Pharmaceuticals thanking you for your patronage. Come on, Butterfly—”
“—Fluttershy—”
“—let’s take our leave.” Fluttershy nodded, stood up, and followed Trixie out of the restaurant.
“What did you hand them?” Fluttershy whispered.
“Two passes to the Ponyville Spa.” Fluttershy glared at Trixie. “What? It’s standard company policy.”
“So we bribe them so that they prescribe our drugs?”
Trixie sighed. “Bribe is such a dirty word. Think of it more as...incentive.”
Fluttershy nodded unsurely, then looked down. “Incentive...Trixie, this job bothers me.”
Trixie giggled. “Weren’t you the one saying that you needed the money?”
“...I guess so—”
“Well, there you go, problem solved! Besides, you’re a natural,” Trixie then stopped and faced Fluttershy, “why, with my natural showmareship, and your freaky knowledge of pharmaceuticals, we could make a killing at this!”
Fluttershy nodded. “I suppose so…”
Trixie smiled. “Well, then, I’d say it’s time we retire for the day, don’t you think?”
Fluttershy shook her head. “I kind of wanted to get new outfits. I mean, the green blazer is nice, but it’d be great to have options…” A flash of realization came into Trixie’s eyes.
“Of course! And we could use the company card!”
“Really?”
“Yes, it’s a business expense! Now where can we get some new threads in this podunk town?” Fluttershy glared at Trixie.
“Well, I suppose we could go to Carousel Boutique…”
Trixie stared at Fluttershy. “Do they accept Equestrian Express?” Fluttershy nodded, upon which Trixie beamed. “Well, then, lead the way!” Fluttershy nodded and led Trixie on their trek to Carousel Boutique.