Emerald asks Joyride where she is going. He might need help getting all this stuff back to the house.

"Nah, you should be able to carry it, maybe. I dunno. Have them deliver it if it's really that much trouble." Joyride says, walking away again.

Emerald attempts to try and stop her again, asking if there are any magic apprentice contests and stuff, and what he should do with the dog tags.

"Yes and I don't know, respectively." Joyride says, not turning around, "Anyway, business to get to. See ya at my place."

Emerald looks down the alley, and apprehensively makes his way down it, making sure not to catch anyone's eye, and only looks up to see the various store fronts. There is a grocery here, as well as a run down looking restaurant, and one claiming to sell "exotic pets" that look dangerous and frightening to Emerald.

The colt sees a flash of movement to his side, and is accosted by a pony in a long coat. He has a heavy beard and a nice hat, and smell very heavily of cigarette smoke.

The pony looks around and then opens his coat and says,

"Hey little guy, runnin' an 'errand' for your 'parents'? I got Whitehill Gold, Venom, Gutter Juice, Penny Peach, Big King, Thorns, and any 'artillery' you might need."