Clover says she wants to visit Tide and get something to eat. She hasn’t eaten in ages!
 
“Well, it is about lunch time, now that I think about it. We might be able to convince Skillet to cook us up something NOT deadly. And I bet I know where we can find High Tide, too.”
 
Silverwind trots around a corner and down a stairway, the filly setting her lil’ hooves on his head. They reach what appears to be an informal dining room, connected to the sleeping quarters, a kitchen directly connected to the area. Clover can see Fishnet dozing against a pole, the hammock behind him left untouched. At a nearby table, High Tide waves cheerily at the duo.
 
“I see you two made it! I heard magic being cast upstairs. Everything alright?”  
Silverwind sits at the table, Clover slipping off onto the floor as the stallion pulls two large pillows out from beneath, so she can sit level.
 
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