User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-5837525-20161227193736

(Up in the sky, Decibelle catches the sight of scattered groups of police officers -- as well as the scent of fried zucchini and pastries.)

Decibelle: *sniffs* Mmmm... Funnel cake...

(Orbit squeezes through the tightly-packed crowd in Fili-Second's direction.)

Orbit: Marey?

Marey: Hmm? ... *gasp* Orbie! What's happenin'? Fancy meetin' you here!

Orbit: I could say the same thing.

Marey: Yeah, yeah, I know how this looks. "Fastest pony alive entering a marathon." Well, rein them thoughts in, mistah. I'm just a celebrity judge.

Orbit: Hm. If you say so.

Marey: Hey-hey, come over! Pose for a picture with me!

Orbit: Heh. Sure.

(As Orbit inches closer to Marey, she puts a hoof around him while grinning wide for the flashing cameras.)

Orbit: You know anything about a criminal taking part in the marathon?

Marey: Yeah, I got a hot tip. It's part of the reason I'm here m'self.

Orbit: Keep your eyes peeled?

Marey: I'm a speedster, Orbit. My eyes are ALWAYS peeled. And for goodness' sake, ya mook, don't be a stranger! I ain't seen ya in forever!

Orbit: Ha-ha-ha. Will do.

(While Marey poses for more photos, Orbit approaches the police chief and Tall Tail.)

Orbit: Afternoon, chief.