(I had the same question, google managed to help)
Sandy yelped in surprise and found himself right smack in the hot seat. Jeez, you could drill a hole from ten yards with eyes like that, and then shame the board into fixing up its life. It was like she was even judging the way he was sitting. The little stallion shifted uncomfortably, trying to straighten himself up.
Well, it was nice to see she was a pegasus, and her coat color was rather nice and bright. "Aye, nice t'meet you, Tilly." Carefully - carrying things in his hooves and mouth was still a mite tricky - he served cookies for the both of them, passing over her plate like a proper, if a little shaky, gentlecolt. "So, Tilly, you from around here? How long have y'been in Bridle Shores?" Perhaps he could get her talking about different locales, and that would steer things a bit towards talking about one of his own adventures...maybe?