Re: Log: Ash/Jack/Pinkie
[Pinkie finally pulled herself away from Spot, bounding over to the table to inspect everything on it.] Is there anything I can do to help? [She bounces from foot to foot, obviously less than comfortable doing nothing - she's the one who hosts parties, usually.] And oh oh oh is that cider? [To Ash.] Did you bring apple cider? [To Jack.] Did she bring apple cider? I love cider!