"Well, I didn't name her," Derpy said pointedly -- although that wasn't really in question. They were both aware that the goat was not actually hers. From the other room, her parakeet was making terrible noises, but that was nothing really new, either. "And I think she likes you. Maybe." It was hard to tell what a goat was thinking beyond 'I want to eat this'.
She shrugged, picking up her purse, which was really just more of a messenger bag. "We don't have to do that. What about the aquarium? I think they have ice cream there, too."