“Good Morning!” Pinkie Pie greeted the nearly-empty café as she burst in through the front doors, waddling her hefty body up to the counter.
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“Hey, Pinkie,” the bored cashier greeted as she ate up the last of the shop’s slightly-stale muffins from the night before. “What can I help you with on this slow Tuesday morning?”
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While indeed it was a slow day, with only two other customers seated quietly to themselves, Pinkie was still as energized as ever. “First, we gotta celebrate your three-week anniversary of working at Sugarcube Corner.” She quickly pulled out her phone as she leaned over for a selfie. “Smile!”
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Caught off guard, the cashier could only manage an awkward grin.
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SNAP
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“Uh, thanks. I guess,” the cashier chuckled. “It is the longest I’ve held down a job, actually.”
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“Now to get down to business,” Pinkie said as she stuffed her phone into her hair. “I’d like to make an order for a dozen doughnuts, please!”
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“Oh, right. The usual.” Rolling her eyes, the cashier looked around for her notepad. “Just gimme a sec.”
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“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll keep it simple,” Pinkie assured. “I’m just gonna have two glazed doughnuts, two chocolate icings, one strawberry icing, one powdered sugar, one raspberry-filled, one creme-filled, one peanut-butter-filled, one cinnamon cruller, one cookies-n-creme, and one cheesecake. Oh, and if you can squeeze in an extra cake-batter doughnut and make the whole thing a baker’s dozen, I could throw in a little extra in the tip jar. What do you say?”
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Finally finding her notepad, the cashier turned back to her customer as she clicked her pen. “Can you repeat all that?”
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Pinkie — 787 lbs
Neon — 130 lbs