Lens? Scope's right eyebrow rose slightly... was that supposed to be some form of new swear word? He wasn't familiar with it.

The arrival of their startlingly misnamed waiter kept him from asking. Fortunately, this was old ground for Love, although not every pony was as at ease with the situation.

"Hold one brew. I shall take water instead." He meant it when he said that he would be the sober one at night's end. "An oat salad and a second double hayburger without cheese."