"Hold still! Yes... yes... like z'at, yes! Yes~! Z' camera loves you, darling! Z' camera loves! Now, hold your hoof up— yes, like z'at... and... VE'RE DONE! Z'at is wonderful, darling. You are going to be... a star! Now, get back to z' dressing room. We will take five!"

"Ugh, like, finally. I am, like, so done right now."

"MOCHA!"

"Yes, Ms Finish?"

"Get z' model her caffeine, she needs z' caffeine!"

"On it, ma'am."

"And, like, make sure it's extra creamed this time, okay? I, like, literally can faint right now."

"HURRY!"

"Alright, alright, geez. Fashion-ponies..."

"What was z'hat?"

"I said 'on my way'... hah, Celestia, I swear I don't get paid enough bits for this. HEY RINGO! A CUP OF JOE WITH EXTRA CREAM! I swear, these ponies are the worse. Why are ponies payin' 'em with a three-digit celery even though all d'ey do is pose 'n smile? I'm doin' more hard work than— 'EY DIMMY, I TOLD YA TO CLEAN D'AT! Ah, ah; ain't havin' it. No excuses this time, rather you clean d'is mess up or your fired. Now get down on your Celestia darned knees! Good."

"... sorry... sorry... sorry..."

"Now I wonder if Miss Frou Frou Princess is gonna ask for a special straw when I come back and be like, 'Hey, I, like, asked for this even though I very dang well know that I actually didn't but I'm gonna act like I did and d'at you didn't listen.' Geez, that pony— RINGO, DID YA GET THAT COFFEE READY YET?"

"It's ready, ma'am."

"GOOD! Why, one day I'll show 'em. I'm gonna quit this job, then this entire joint will fall apart 'cause Photo doesn't know how to tie her own scarf! I'll show 'em, I'll show 'em—DIMMY! I TOLD YA TO CLEAN IT UP, NOT MAKE ANOTHER MESS! BE GLAD PHOTO FINISH DIDN'T SEE YA THERE, 'CAUSE UNLIKE HER I ACTUALLY SHOW A LITTLE MERCY AROUND HERE! NOW STOP FUMBLIN' AROUND ‘ERE AND GET THIS DANG FLOOR SPOTLESS! And clean out that acne while you're at it, it's startin' to get gross at d'is point..."

"Ugh, like, finally. I've been waiting for, like, literally forever."

"That's figuratively"

"What?"

"I said 'here's your drink'. Now enjoy, you overly pampered princess..."

"MOCHA!"

"Kill me now—Yes, Miss Finish?"

"Clear my schedule, I have another vision!"

"But this is the third time you 'cleared your schedule', there are a lot of ponies who—"

"No matter! Z'ey can v'ait! I had a vision in Ponyville, and I v'ish to see v'at it is!"

"But that's a run-down town—"

"Exactly, Miss Mocha! Z'he fact z'hat somepony from z'ere obviously has some'zing worth looking at, and I wish to be z' first to see it!"

"Yeah, sure. You're fired."

"V'AT?!"

"Calm down, (but, yeah, you're as good as fired. I'll get to packin' my bags later after this) what I meant was I'll cancel everything. Again. I'm sure they'll understand. (more like be furious if ya ask me)"

"GOOD! And now... I go!"

"Celestia help you. Actually, no, don't help her. Let her drown. And give her a special straw."

Author's Note

I don't like work. I don't like jobs. But it pays and it builds characters and blah, blah, blah, the only reason why I stand it is because I'm at least not a secretary. It feels bad to be hired as a voice of reason of sorts only for your boss to not hear your reasoning.

But, yeah. Life's good. Hope yours is too. I know Mocha's isn't.

The chapter's named after There It Is! because it sparked the idea.