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Marigold does distribution deals, mostly, like, getting farm produce sold abroad at good prices. “The Canterlot Connection,” she says. That’s what she calls herself. Half of it is shmoozing with ponies and I mostly just stand there and get her what she needs. Hold things. Fetch drinks. Whip out contracts on cue. Kind of salespony stuff I guess. We get to travel around a bunch, though.
 
She’s been talking about getting a little carriage for me to pull, so she doesn’t have to mess up her mane with sweat when we walk to a far spot. It’d let us take some stuff home too.
 
I really wanted one of those pumpkins.
 
Not to eat, really, just.
 
They’re so satisfying to roll around and touch.