@@C. Thunder Dash,
Silver looked back at Thunder and thought, "You mean like this?", *An image of Silver uppercutting the foal into the ceiling briefly went through Silvers mind.*, "Have a little faith, I'm not that incompetent... Right, now that thats out of the way, let's see. The quiet type. Those are the ones that tend to prefer my personality, and ponies tend to stick to the norm at this age.", Dropping back to his original personality, Silver greeted the foal "Hey, this is some party right?".
(OOC: Is the underline for things being imagined good, or should I stick to plain text?)