The small mare let out a surprised sqeak as she was hooked from behind and pulled against Sound. She felt herself blushing again as the stallion pecked her on the cheek and tried to hide her red face behind her mane while Sound swooped off the sofa and put on his duster. 

Spark stayed put as the Brown stallion talked to the bat pony and Instead searched through her bag for a comb. Typically it had sunk right to the bottom and she ended up digging though healing potions and other drugs to find it. When at last she did, she set about taming her mane which had become a wild mess during the night. As she started working through the knots she heard Sound ask if either of them had any food. Where he planned to cook she had no idea but she did enjoy cooked vegetables!

Using her magic to comb her tail she had another search through her bags. Most of the space was taken up by medical supplies, she'd been relying on the caravan to provide the food. After a few seconds however she emerged holding a box of 200 year old cereal and placed it on the floor looking disappointed. 

"All I've got is ceral" she replied still hoofing through her bags "Oh and some Fancy Buck Cakes... Nothing to cook though, I didn't want to pack anything that could go off..." she looked thoughtful for a second before adding "Maybe they do food downstairs at the bar?"