Discord: “I g͘u͞e̷ss ̕i̛t͢’̴s t҉ru͞e҉ wh̀a̸t t̀hey s̵ay.̧ T͝h͞e̛ ͟eye͢s ͠are̡ ͘th̴e͜ ̴wind͢ow͠s ̵to͜ t͢he soul.”

The Clarion Call: “Very cute. I hope you’re going to change her back before we return… there’s no telling what effect a Crystal Pony appearing ahead of schedule will do.”

Discord: “O͝h ́c͟a͜lm͟ ̢y̷o̵u̵rs̵elf̛. ͏I҉ a̢ssu͘re͏ yo̴u it͢ i̷s̷ ͞m̧ere͠ļy̶ a t́r̡i͏c҉k ͟of̶ ̢th͞e ҉l͟iǵh̶t͢. ͘Cof́f͡ee Ta͘l͝k re̡m̵ains a͠s͞ ͜b͝l͘an̕d͠ ҉a͠nd̀ ̀o̧rdinar͠y͜ as̕ s͏he̢’s ͜a͡lwa͘y͜s̵ ̡b̕ee̴n.̵

“I ̶su͟p҉p͏o͡s̶e ̴I’m̢ ̢jus̴t c̡a̡p̶ab͢lè o̵f̨ ̶brin͡ģin̸g͡ t͠hi͏ngs͏ o͘u̵t ͟of ̢p͞o͘ni̸e̕s̸ ͜th͝e͏y ͏neve̕r eve͘n ręal͝ised̨ ̕ex̕is͏t̛e̴d.͜”

The Clarion Call: “Oh yeah, we all know about that little talent of yours.”

Discord; “I ̕w̧ás̨ ͜refe͠rŗin͞g ҉t̸o mỳ ̸ph̕o̡to͞gr̀aph͘y..͝. ̛Th͘ough͏ ̛i̵t’̛s̷ n̵ic̀e ̵to͡ hav̨e one̸’s ͏t͏a͝len̶ts̨ ͜a̕pp҉re̡cia͠t̢ed.”

TCC: “Your… photography?”

Discord: “W̧h͟o͟ ́el͞se͟ ̶d͟o̴ y͘ou th͢i͢n̴k͜ w͏as ̢g͞et͏tin͏g̀ al̴l the͞s͢e s҉t͢e͠l͘lar ̨s̛ho̶ts͢? I͡ ̢f̸ig̵ur͢e̵d͘ ͝an in͢ter͏vie̕w w̷it̨hout ̴pic̀t̢ures ͟wo͏uld́ hard͞ly͟ s҉uit th̢è ̸p̧ur̕p͞ose.͢

“Ít̢’ş been̨ ́r̷a͞t̛he͟r̕ ͞fun, ąs ̵a m͟att͟er̨ ơf̧ fact,͡ ͘ţr͡ying tò ̶c͜a͡tch̡ a͡ll͘ t͟he҉ nu̸a̧n̷ces ͡wi̧t̢hi̴n ͢thȩ d̵ear Capita͘ine.͢ I̕’́m ̷becoming̨ ҉qu͜i͏t̵e̡ ̡t҉h͘e ͠S̨h̴ut҉te̸rfl҉y͠.

"You’͜re̢ we͏lc̷òm̨e͟,͜ ͢b͢y ͢t͏h̢e̷ ͟ẁay.”

TCC: “Yes, um… thanks, I guess… Anywho I think you must have dug rather deep to find the Crystal in Brit’s blood.

“If we take a bit of future photographic evidence into account she must have the recessive gene.

"Her friend, Sergeant Freeze Pop on the other hoof…”

((The interview guest-starring Coffee Talk, and Merriweather (with commentary by Discord and Clarion Call) continues.))

Behold, Merriweather: The Element of Sass.