A Second Chance

Manehattan, almost dusk as a ceratin winged mn comes into an entertainment bar, the Drink n' Dance.  He takes a seat at the bar as barkeep hands him a mug and starts a small conversation.

"So, how has the new life been treatin' ya Mack?" the light skin keep asked.

"Meh, I've been better."  Mack sighs as he takes a drink from the mug.  He shudders.  "Ya still make a strong cup of good ale, Sidewinder."

Sidewinder shrugs, "It's nothing really, all for a friend.  To be honest, you weren't kidding about your accent being gone.  That whole Fluttershy has you down."

He shifts slightly, looks at his buddy straight in the eyes with his mug, then looks back down at his cup right before he takes another drink.

"I'll take that as a yes.  Mack you gotta get over it, find a new girl.  One that won't disappoint you."  He continues.