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Riley looked at the menu. "Same as usual," he decided. "That being, The Frayed Saddle specialty hayburger."
Bailey shook his head and smiled. "You never tire of zat sandvich, do you, boy?" he said to Riley, ruffling the red Pegasus' mane.
He turned to Tempest. "You vant a surprise, eh? Vell, zat can certainly be arranged."
He turned to leave, but then came back. "Oh, and don't worry about ze chair. 'Tis ze time of Hearth's Warming. Besides, zose stools are cheaper zan *insert something cheap to compare it to*."
He then left to go prepare the food.