Whose Hat is it Anyways?

“Pfff... the princess is going to get into trouble.  I suppose I should trust her, though.  Oh well, no sense worrying about it right now.  Eh... but I do worry.  I know! A little shopping to help a girl get her mind off things.  The market should be open, and I do need some food.  Ahh... here we are.  I don't have too many bits, so I'll have to skimp on the extravagant items.”

“Aaaaaahhhhhh!  Get away, get away, get away!”

“Is... that somepony being chased by... oh my, poor fellow.  Huh?  He looks oddly familiar.  I wonder if he lives around here.”

“Okay, I'll take your apples.  Yes, all of them.  Whew...”

“Hello, good sir.”

“Hello.  Who might you be?”

“I'm-”

“Oh wait, I know!  You're the owner of that shop... uh... uh...”

“Carousal Boutique?”

“Precisely.”

“Who might you be?”

“Uh... I'm-”

“Aren't you one of those fliers that competed in the Best Young Flyer competition?  Hm... where are your wings?”

“You must have me confused with somepony else.  Anyways, I have to go.  I have an important errand to run.  Please excuse me, miss.”

“That was odd.  He seemed to be in a hurry.  Oh my gosh, I forgot to finish my shopping, and I have that meeting with Photo Finish tomorrow.  I must prepare!”