Love takes a seat near Sniper Scope. He seemed more picky about the seats than her so she relented to her second choice "Yeah. I like it." Her shoulders become overly expressive and move to the beat for a couple of seconds.

Cupping her mouth, she orders the earth pony to "Crank up the beats!"

Hey, the hayburgers did look good. The fruit didn't seem half bad either.

Amongst the ordering she asked, "Lens." (She was still trying to one of her horrible nicknames to stick.) "What did you think of the flyers tonight? Any of that tech spark your brain?"