Omar's eyes widened as the scent of dinner grew stronger, it smelled like it was going to be a delicious meal. Curious about what they were cooking, he entered a small makeshift cooking station that was currently unmanned (that he knew of) to hopefully get a peek.
"Hey, what are you doing near my stew!", yelled an unknown stallion angrily.
Omar, being startled by this unknown voice, quickly backs away from the pot of stew almost bumping into the angry stallion. "What?", Omar blurted out not knowing what to say.
"I said what are you doing near my stew! You aren't stealing anything are you?", the stallion asked demandingly.
"Oh, well, I was just looking at what this amazing smell was, that's all. I WAS NOT thinking about stealing anything, that's just not something that I would do", Omar answered.
"Ok, just making sure you weren't one of those thieves that have been roaming around. Just yesterday I had a possession of mine stolen. Thankfully it wasn't a very valuable one, but it was still stolen. Ever since I've been sure to keep an eye out for suspicious ponies lurking around my possessions, and you should too. It's still as dangerous a place as back home I'm afraid..." The cook said cautiously glancing behind his back a few times, "Oh, how rude of me. Name's Ivan Swifthammer, yours?
Surprised by the friendliness of this stranger, Omar replies, "My names Omar Ironhoof, nice too meet you." *extends his hoof for a hoof shake (that's a thing right?)*
Ivan accepts the hoof shake. "So you wanted some dinner right?, Ivan asked with a faint smile on his face, "There's a few bowls of it over there", He said pointing towards a table near a campfire.
"Oh, how did I not notice that earlier", Omar said laughing to himself, "So you want to talk again sometime? I'd like to get to know you a bit more", he continued as he started to walk towards the table.
Thinking for a moment, Ivan then replied, "Sure, though my schedule is pretty much filled with cooking food for the next few days until we get a few more cooks. Anyway, I'd better get back to cooking, have a nice evening".
"You too", Omar half yelled, "Now time to actually eat something".