User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150818195405

(Star-Lord steps onto the warp pad next to Goldfin.)

Star-Lord: Three to beam down, "Scotty".

(In a wisp of sparkling light, he vanishes.)

(Outside Mareoni's restaurant in Baltimare, pony dressed in black prepare three cars and a limousine for travel. As they pile into the vehicles, Sal Mareoni steps out to survey.)

Mareoni: Bits?

Henchpony 1: In the limo.

Mareoni: Guns?

Henchpony 1: In the trunks and under the seats.

Mareoni: Good man. Let's get going.

Henchpony 2: Oh, hold up, boss. We got us a straggler.

(One last henchpony, slightly more slender than the rest, emerges from the bistro.)

Henchpony 3: W-Wait for me, boss! I'm comin'!

Mareoni: What, were you taking a piss or something? Quit dragging your hooves and let's go!

Henchpony 3: S-Sorry, boss!

(The nearly-left-behind henchpony jumps into the backseat of one of the cars, quickly tucking a lock of his blue mane under his black fedora. Moments later, the vehicles pull away from the curb and drive toward Puddinghead Hill.)