Who's the most super wacky party pony? That pony is me! I can put a smile on anypony's face with my leather suitcase and my garment bag and my tenor saxophone and my twelve pound bowling ball and my lucky lucky rubber chicken. When I hear that somepony needs a party, I'm there faster than you can spell Albuquerque.

Actually, there's this mare out in a town called Ponyville that I think could actually use one night of wacky fun. Who wants to spend their debut as a new cellist in the Manehattan Chamber Orchestra sitting at home reading some boring old book? Probably Twilight, but this girl isn't Twilight! Let me get out the old address book. What's her name again? Octavia?

Ha! This should be a breeze! What could go wrong?