Wonderbolt vs Washout

It was a wonder she’d ever idolized spandex as much as she had.

In all the years she’d spent fantasizing about wearing the majestic blue and yellow leotard that the Wonderbolts wore while flying through the sky, she never really considered how much it would ride up on her tail by the end of the day. As good as she looked in a mirror, there was no denying how good she felt getting that scratchy outfit off of her back and stretching her muscles as a fabric-free mare again. Just as she was getting her limbs nice and loose, though, she felt them tense up once again at the feeling of a hoof slapping against her back, making her fall forwards, nearly losing her balance.

“Nice work today, Crash,” the raspy voice behind her said. “Kinda had me worried at that ninety-degree turn, though. Last thing I need is for another somepony else to get sent to the hospital after a bad run in with the long side of a mountain.”

Rainbow Dash rubbed the back of her head with a soft chuckle. “Yeah. Sorry, Spitfire. My goggles fogged up right when I needed them.”

“Don’t sweat it!” Spitfire then wrapped her hoof around Rainbow’s neck, pulling her in close while rubbing her hoof into Rainbow’s mane. “It’s not like that’s the first time you’ve shown off how reckless you can be.”

The cyan mare smirked. “Uhh, I think ‘resourceful’ is the word you’re looking for.”

“Right, right. Way to use your resources. Speaking of which, I have a favor to ask you.”

Spitfire then let go of Rainbow Dash’s neck, but right when Rainbow Dash was about to roll her eyes at whatever her captain wanted, she saw an atypical cringe on the pegasus’s face. With an eyebrow raised, Rainbow muttered, “Uhh, sure! What did you need, boss?”

“Well,” Spitfire began, rubbing the back of her neck. “You know how that whole festival thing is coming up, right? The Festival of the Two Sisters?”

Rainbow Dash finally gave her that eyeroll she was saving up, flicking her hoof nonchalantly. “Duhh! We headline that event every year! What, did you need somepony to do a solo event? Because I am so--”

“That’s just it. We’re not headlining this year.” Just as Rainbow Dash was about to finish her thought, the air got trapped in her lungs with her jaw frozen and mouth wide open. “At least, not that I know of. Normally we would have heard from the princesses by now, but ever since the new transition, things have been a little, uhh…”

Spitfire didn’t need to finish. There was no doubt that things had been different ever since Celestia and Luna retired--not necessarily in a bad way, but definitely in a different way. Twilight knew immediately that she wouldn’t be able to handle her responsibilities every waking moment of the day, just like Celestia needed her sister to help during her own rule. Thus, she recruited her friend Sunset Shimmer to help until the sun went down, giving Twilight the responsibilities that came while the sun was below the horizon. Even though it was a diarchy similar to what existed before, the transition came with it a new generation of personalities and a new way of governing.

“You know both of the princesses, right?” Spitfire continued.

“Uhh, I guess so. How come?”

“Well, I was hoping you and me could go talk to ‘em, see if they’re just behind or anything.”

Rainbow Dash’s eyebrow rose higher. “As in you want me to try and talk them into having us headline the festival.”

Once the words left Rainbow’s mouth, Spitfire quickly held her hooves up in defense, almost as if she had planned on Rainbow Dash coming to that conclusion. “Me? Using you to rub shoulders with the princesses? Come on, I thought you knew me better than that!”

Rainbow Dash smirked. “Right, because you totally wouldn’t get your ego hurt if the princesses decided on another act to open up the festival.”

“Are you saying you wouldn’t?”

As much as she wanted to deny it, Spitfire did have a point, and it wasn’t like Rainbow Dash wasn’t at least a little bit curious about why they hadn’t been asked to headline yet. True, knowing Twilight, she was probably up to her ears in checklists, giving herself way more responsibility than she needed, but all she had to do was bring it up to Rainbow Dash during one of their get-togethers. Had something like this really just slipped her mind, or did she actually have something else in mind?

“Maybe you’re right,” Rainbow said with a less-than-confident smile. “We should probably go talk to her. But only to make sure she didn’t forget!”

“Riiiight,” Spitfire retorted, patting Rainbow Dash on the back. “Whatever you say.”

Rainbow Dash tried to ignore Spitfire’s snarky attitude, but she couldn’t deny that it stung just a little bit. Twilight hadn’t really just gone and picked somepony else to perform without even telling her… Did she?

By the time they arrived at the castle, the sun was beginning to set, which meant that this was the best chance they’d have at being able to catch both princesses at once. Honestly, for any other ponies trying to get an audience with the princesses, they’d probably get turned down before they even made it to the courtyard, but these weren’t just any ponies. Even the guards knew Rainbow Dash and Spitfire by name at this point, giving them at least one less thing to worry about for now.

“Like I said,” Rainbow began, “it probably just slipped her mind. It’s not like Twilight doesn’t have a bajillion other things to worry about right now!”

“Alright, alright. We’re just here to make sure.”

Rainbow Dash lowered her head while gritting her teeth slightly. Even with all the confidence she pretended to have on the outside, just the thought of going this year without headlining for the festival made her gut churn.

Luckily for them both, however, once they made it to the door to the throne room, the guard standing out front just happened to be the best candidate to get them through as quick as possible. In fact, the moment they arrived, he practically stepped to the side as a large grin arose on his beak. “Hey, Professor! Long time no see, huh?”

“Nice to see you too, Gallus,” Rainbow said, trying her best to smile. “You wouldn’t happen to know which princess is on duty right now, would you?”

“You’re just in time, actually!” he replied, slowly pushing the large door open. “They’re about to do a shift change, so you’ll probably get to see them both! Oh, actually, now that I think about it--”

“Thanks, Gallus! You’re the best!”

“Huh? H-hang on! There’s already somepony in there talking to them!”

Rainbow Dash might have heard what he said through the sudden wind whipping past her ears, but even if she did, it was too late to turn back now. This was her chance to see them both while she still could and avoid the bureaucracy that would be involved if the two princesses had to communicate between waking periods. She still wasn’t sure if Spitfire was right behind her, but if she wasn’t, she’d just have to fill her in on the details later.

“Twilight!” she called, skidding to a halt with a black streak trailing where she landed. The purple alicorn, however, tilted her head curiously with her eyes squinting in confusion.

“Rainbow Dash? What are you doing--”

“Oh, you know. I was just in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by and say hello.”

Twilight blinked. “That’s… very thoughtful of you, Rainbow Dash, but as you can see, I’m a little preoccupied right--”

“You know, when was the last time we had a picnic? We should really do one of those sometime. I’ve been meaning to find some time just to relax after all the hard work I’ve been doing lately. Plus, I’ve been craving some of Pinkie Pie’s double chocolate chip cupcakes.”

“Definitely!” Twilight tried to smile past the cringe on her face. “We should definitely talk about that later! You know, when I don’t have somepony right in front of--”

“Speeeeaking of all the hard work I’ve been doing lately--you know, as a Wonderbolt--I couldn’t help but notice that we haven’t been invited to do the opening ceremony for the Festival of the Two Sisters! Don’t worry. I get it. Paperwork, am I right? Just wanted to check in and--”

“RAINBOW DASH!!”

The cyan mare turned her head to find that the outburst hadn’t come from Twilight, but rather the orange alicorn in the throne beside her, who had a much less compassionate look on her face. “Oh, hey, Sunset!” Rainbow Dash said with an oblivious wave. “Anyway, like I was saying--”

“We didn’t forget to tell you, Rainbow Dash,” Sunset continued. “We went with another group this year.”

Several seconds passed where Rainbow Dash stood with a lighthearted smile, waiting for the punchline, but after waiting in silence for an uncomfortably long time, the smile gradually began to fade, replaced with a look of bewilderment, then anger. “Wait, what?! What do you mean you found another group to perform?!”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!” Twilight shouted, pointing her hoof at the space Rainbow hadn’t seen with her peripheral vision. “We’ve decided that maybe this year we could try out something different.”

“Different?! Who could you even think of that you think would be better than--”

Once Rainbow’s eyes finally followed Twilight’s hoof to notice the three ponies who had been standing there the whole time, her breath caught in her throat. Her eyelids went wide as her heartbeat pulsed at twice the speed, flipping between feelings of confusion, anger, and disappointment. One of them was a short, stout stallion with a red coat and yellow mane. On the other end was the tallest pony in the group, a pegasus mare with a purple coat and cloudy white mane. In the middle, though, was the pony Rainbow wanted to see the least, a teal pegasus mare with a mane the color of lightning itself, and all three of them wore the same matching black and green leotard. These ponies were…

“Lightning Dust!” Rainbow exclaimed. “And… whoever the two of you are. I can’t remember your names right now.”

“MY NAME IS SHORT FUSE! HOW HARD IS THAT TO REMEMBEEERRRR?!”

“Easy there, mate,” the larger mare said, pulling the stallion away before he could cause a scene. “I’m Rolling Thunder, but I reckon I’m prolly not the one ye wanna be talkin’ to right now, am I?”

Of course she wasn’t! Rainbow Dash didn’t even know who she was! (Although Rainbow knew she probably should at least try to remember for next time.) The real pony she wanted to talk to was the mare with the teal coat standing in the middle of the group with her head held high and a large smirk across her face.

“I knew it would only be a matter of time before I got to see you again,” she said with her smirk growing wider. “We wouldn’t be rivals if I didn’t.”

“Forget that whole rivalry thing!” Rainbow shouted, turning towards Twilight. “You aren’t seriously thinking of having the Washpants performing instead of us, are you?!”

Again, Short Fuse leapt in the air, but luckily, Rolling Thunder was able to grab him in time.

“If you’re talking about the Washouts,” Sunset began, “then yes. We are planning on having them perform at the festival.”

“But why?! You’ve seen how dangerous their acts are! What if somepony in the crowd got hurt?!”

“Actually,” said Twilight, “the Washouts have been taking tremendous steps towards safety these past couple of years. Their act focuses mainly on aerial acrobatics more than death-defying stunts nowadays, and they’ve actually been gaining a pretty large following.”

“Larger than the Wonderbolts?!”

“What’s the matter?” Lightning Dust jeered, nudging at Rainbow Dash’s side. “You’re not afraid of the competition, are you?”

“As if!” As Rainbow Dash retorted, she swiped away Lightning Dust’s hoof, which the teal mare quickly brought to her mouth as she giggled louder. “Twilight, the Wonderbolts have been opening for this festival for the past five years! Are you really just going to forget about us as soon as something new and shiny comes along?”

The question made Twilight put her hoof to her chin in thought, but before she could answer, Sunset chimed in for her. “It’s not like that, Rainbow Dash. It’s not like we’re just forgetting about you. We both decided that we should allow other acts that chance to open for the festival. There’s no rule that says that it has to be the Wonderbolts.”

“But--”

“Actually,” Twilight began, cutting the pegasus off, “I think I agree with Rainbow Dash on this one.”

Both Rainbow and Sunset blinked in confusion. ““You do?””

“Yes, and while it’s important to give opportunities to other ponies, I don’t necessarily think it’s worth sacrificing tradition over either.”

Rainbow Dash pumped her hoof in victory as Rolling Thunder quickly grabbed hold of Short Fuse before he could do something stupid. “Hang on, Your Majesty,” Lightning Dust began, approaching the princesses even closer. “I thought you said we would be the ones performing. Are you saying we’re fired just like that?”

“Yup!” Rainbow said, gently pushing Lightning Dust towards the exit. “Sorry. Maybe next year. Don’t forget to keep practicing in the meantime!”

“Wait a second, Rainbow Dash.” Rainbow suddenly stopped pushing Lightning Dust and turned her head to see Twilight giving her an unenthusiastic stare. “I never said that she wouldn’t be performing.”

“Sorry,” said Spitfire, who had been waiting in the background for who knows how long. “I got here a little late. So who is going to be opening for the festival? The Wonderbolts or the Washouts?”

To that, Twilight shrugged her shoulders. “Why not both?”

Rainbow Dash’s jaw dropped. Her heart sank. This wasn’t happening. If this wasn’t just as bad as the Washouts performing instead of her, it might have been just a little bit worse.

“You don’t mean…”

“Rainbow Dash, I think this would be the perfect opportunity for the Wonderbolts and the Washouts to be the opening act at the Festival of the Two Sisters.”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!!!!!!........”

Everypony in the room flinched from the rainbow pegasus’s outburst, leaving all the ponies with a small cringe until Sunset finally broke the silence. “Come on, Rainbow Dash. I thought you’d be on cloud nine after hearing something like that. Twilight just gave you permission to open for the festival! What else do you want?”

Rainbow opened her mouth to rebut, but Spitfire quickly put her hoof into Rainbow’s mouth before she could answer. “That sounds like a great compromise, Your Highness. Besides, I’m sure Lightning Dust has learned a thing or two since her days at the academy.”

Lightning Dust smirked. “You mean like how to actually draw a crowd?”

Spitfire growled at a volume that only Rainbow Dash could hear before doing an about-face towards the exit. “Come on, Rainbow. We’d better get to practicing if we wanna have a better performance than these phonies.”

“Sure,” Rolling Thunder said with a chuckle. “You sheilas go right ahead ‘n practice those twirls all ye’d like. Not like it’ll be able to top what we’ve come up with.”

Suddenly, Spitfire turned right back around with her mouth open in anger, but before she could give the Washout a piece of her mind, Twilight quickly said, “Er… I think there might be a little miscommunication.”

The comment made all five pegasi turn their heads towards the princess. “What do you mean?” Lightning Dust asked.

“Well, when I said you’d both be performing, I meant together. As in one act.”

This time, Rainbow Dash flinched so hard that it pulled her up into the air. “Whoooaaa whoa whoa whoa! You can’t seriously be saying that you want us to perform as a team.”

“I think she is,” Sunset concurred. “That won’t be a problem, will it?”

“Yeah, it will! That’ll be a HUGE problem! Me and Lightning Dust don’t see eye to eye on anything!”

“Then I think now might be a good time to learn,” Twilight said, putting a period on the discussion altogether. Rainbow Dash looked like she still wanted to argue, but Twilight’s stern eyes slowly brought her back down to her hooves. “I’m assuming that won’t be a problem for you three either?”

The Washouts all flinched once her gaze shifted towards them. “N-no, ma’am,” Lightning Dust said for her group, eliciting a smile from the purple alicorn.

“Good. Since the festival is in two weeks, I assume that means I can count on you all to be ready for a dress rehearsal before then?”

The five pegasi all hung their heads with an identical “yes, ma’am,” before Twilight nodded her head one last time.

“I hope you all know that I’m not doing this to be mean. I really want you all to have the chance to perform at the festival, and this was really the only way I could think of to make it happen. Who knows? Maybe after this, you’ll all end up friends!”

As soon as the princess said those words, the two groups turned to glare at each other. The chances of them being all buddy-buddy at the end wasn’t likely, and there was basically no chance of that happening any time soon. Rainbow Dash may not have known one way or the other how Lightning Dust would feel about the two of them working together, but she knew that she didn’t want to see her face any longer than she had to.

These were going to be a long two weeks…

“Keep those hooves straight, ladies! Put your backs into! Come on! Move, move, move!”

Rainbow Dash tried to keep all of the physical stress from showing up on her face. The Wonderbolts had to not only look cool, but they had to make what they were doing seem effortless to their fans. After a quick loop, all four pegasi zoomed back down to the ground, turning at a right angle just before they crash landed, continuing to fly forward with billowy smoke trails behind them. Rainbow had barely managed to skid to a halt before seeing three more ponies casually walking up to the practice area, each of them carrying duffle bags under their wings.

“Sorry we’re late,” Lightning Dust said with a smirk, tossing her bag to the side as the other two began to stretch. “It took us a while to convince the guard out front that we weren’t just trying to swipe a couple autographs.”

Rainbow Dash pulled her goggles off of her face with a confused stare. “Why? We told him you three were coming.”

“Oh, you know. The guard didn’t believe that Short Fuse was a full-grown stallion, Short Fuse threatened to give him an extra belly button, you know how it goes sometimes.”

“I wish you would have let me do it, too!” the red pegasus shouted, getting more tense even though he was supposed to be doing the opposite.

Rainbow Dash then turned her attention towards Spitfire, giving her a concerned look that she hoped would communicate what a bad idea this probably was. Luckily, Spitfire nodded her head, which meant that she either telepathically understood what Rainbow was thinking or she was just trying to look more confident than she actually was. As much as Rainbow Dash didn’t want to admit it, though, it was probably the latter.

“Glad you three managed to show up,” the captain projected. “We were just getting warmed up ourselves. I’ve managed to choreograph our half of the show if you wanted to take a look at it.”

Lightning Dust looked Spitfire up and down before waving her away with a lackadaisical hoof. “Nah, I think we’re good. I was thinking we could either do both of our acts at the same time or just split them into two halves. Which would you prefer?”

“Uhh, hello!” Rainbow Dash intervened. “Twilight said she wanted us to perform together. You know, as one unit?”

Again, Lightning Dust waved her hoof with an eyeroll. “That’s just code for ‘she only had enough time for one act,’ which means that we can either do two acts at the same time or cut both of our acts in half. So which is it gonna be, Captain?”

Lightning Dust then pulled herself back onto all fours and put her muzzle up against Spitfire’s, grinning a cocky smile as the yellow mare growled in frustration. “You could at least watch what we put together before deciding to ignore the princess’s request completely,” Spitfire said through gritted teeth in an obvious bout to control her temper.

“Fine,” the teal mare said, stepping back and lifting up a foreleg. “You guys can go ahead and show us. We’ll just stretch in the meantime.”

Rainbow Dash looked over at Spitfire with a nervous expression, but after getting a shrug from her captain, what other option did they really have? With the matter settled for now, the cyan mare pulled her goggles over her head and leapt into the air, flying about as high as she could before bumping into the cirrus clouds. The other three looked so small from down there that she couldn’t tell if they were even watching, but even if they weren’t yet, they would once they saw what Spitfire had put together.

“Everypony ready?” Spitfire called. The ponies in the sky all gave a salute, and with the wave of a flag, the show had started.

The four pegasi in the air all peeled off in different directions, falling backwards as if on a freefall collision course with the ground. Just as it looked like they were about to slam against the terrain, however, they curved back into the air, spiralling around each other like two interconnected rings. Then, the two rings converged, creating one giant loop where one pony would flick out from the top like a fountain before falling right back where they were in line. Rainbow Dash wanted to look over and see if they were even paying attention, but if she pulled her attention away from the stunts she was doing for even a second, it could end up in more than just her getting injured.

Finally, the four pegasi flipped together, spinning in place before shooting up so high that anypony on the ground would barely be able to see them. Then, with one final loop, they all soared towards the ground again before making a ninety degree angle and hurtling forward, leaving a trail of smoke behind them. Rainbow couldn’t wait to pull her goggles off of her face and look back to see if they’d actually seen any of it, but when she did, all she got was a half-hearted clap from Lightning Dust while the other two yawned apathetically.

“So?” Spitfire said, holding her shoulders back. “Still don’t think you want to be part of our show?”

Lightning Dust turned towards Rolling Thunder and Short Fuse, both of whom gave her the same sinister grin that she was giving them. Then, facing Spitfire with a cocky smile, Lightning Dust said, “You might wanna hold that thought until you see what we have in store.”

Spitfire raised an eyebrow but nodded nonetheless. “Alright. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

The three pegasi all gave each other a matching smile one last time before jumping into the air, flying at twice the speed the Wonderbolts had. In fact, they even flew up to twice the altitude, disappearing completely as their bodies shrank beyond what the naked eye could see. Rainbow Dash waited with anticipation, trying not to let her jaw drop just knowing how long they were up there with the diminished oxygen, but before she even saw them come back down, she heard the sonic boom that erupted in the sky as all three of them shot back towards the bleachers.

All of the Wonderbolts quickly ducked with their hooves over their heads, feeling the wind brush past them as the Washouts came within inches from crashing into them. Once they felt safe enough to lift their heads, the pegasi curved back around, hurdling back to the center of the training field in a spiral pattern. Then, Rolling Thunder broke off from the others as the remaining two circled endlessly in the air. The pony on the ground grabbed a bucket of water and splashed it on each of the two in the air before dunking the rest on herself, and once she joined in the middle of the circle, they all started flying faster, and faster, and faster, and faster! Suddenly, the ponies disappeared completely, and left in their place was a rainbow showering to the ground in an array of sunshine and colors. Rainbow Dash’s jaw dropped, but luckily, before anypony noticed, the three Washouts gradually slowed down until they returned back to the ground, bowing as if there was a crowd cheering for them already.

Rainbow Dash turned towards Spitfire, whose eyes were just as wide as hers. Both Rainbow and Spitfire had just assumed that they’d need dangerous props in order to be entertaining, let alone that they’d prepared something like that in the meantime. As much as Rainbow wanted to pretend that their act was nothing out of the ordinary, she knew that they would be able to tell she was lying.

“So,” Lightning Dust said, approaching the Wonderbolts. “We’re ready to teach you our routine if you’re interested.”

Spitfire tilted her sunglasses, turning to her fellow bolts for their opinions. Fleetfoot, Thunderlane and Soarin all switched looks between themselves, none of them speaking knowing that they’d probably just embarrass themselves if they did. With nopony speaking their mind, however, Spitfire pushed her sunglasses back up her muzzle and nodded at the Washouts.

“It was good,” she said simply. “I’m sure that we should be able to put something together that’ll really get ponies excited.”

Lightning Dust scoffed. “Put something together? In case you couldn’t tell, we’ve already got something put together. Feel free to join us if you’d like, but if not, we can just go back to the original plan of each of us doing half a show.”

“HEY!” Everypony quickly moved their heads in the direction the voice had come from, but by the time their necks had turned, Rainbow Dash had disappeared, reappearing once again in Lightning Dust’s face. “I don’t care if you’ve got a show that’ll get ponies excited. The princesses specifically told us to work together! Am I gonna have to go to Twilight and tell them what’s going on?!”

Lightning Dust raised an eyebrow in curiosity, then smiled. “You mean tell them that we’ve done some amazing choreography and that for some reason, you don’t want to have any part in it?”

Rainbow flinched, getting out of Lightning Dust’s face before glaring again. “No! Hey, we’ve got a great performance planned too! How come you don’t want to be part of our routine?”

As soon as the words left her lips, Lightning Dust turned back towards Rolling Thunder and Short Fuse, and suddenly, all three of them began laughing at the top of their lungs. Rainbow Dash tried to hold her glare, but she couldn’t help her ears falling over and her cheeks turning red.

“Sorry,” Lightning said, wiping a tear from her eye. “Look, you guys have come up with some really cool stunts. It’s just… they’re kinda boring, don’t you think?”

Rainbow Dash’s jaw dropped again. “Boring?!”

“Yeah, I mean, they might be entertaining for old ladies, but we’re trying to impress the younger crowd. You know, like kids and young adults. We’re not exactly trying to impress your grandma here.”

The cyan mare took a step forward to confront her, but before she could, Spitfire held her hoof up, stopping Rainbow Dash in her tracks. Spitfire’s eyes never deviated from Lightning Dust’s, which only made the teal pegasus smile wider.

“Cut the junk, Lightning Dust,” Spitfire said. “You know as well as I do that there are going to be all sorts of demographics at this festival, which is all the more reason we should put our two acts together. That’s why the princesses chose both of us.”

“The princesses chose both of us because you threw a tantrum.”

The Wonderbolts gasped. Spitfire tilted her sunglasses forward. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” Lightning Dust continued. “You were so upset to find out that your little team might not be performing that you went to see the princesses to get them to change their mind. Must be nice knowing them personally. I bet you get them to do all sorts of favors for you.”

“Back. Off.”

“You know, none of us were on a first name basis with either of the princesses before this. We got an audience with them through talent and hard work alone. Be honest. You two just walked in without an appointment, didn’t you?”

“She said that’s enough!” Rainbow exclaimed, getting into Lightning Dust’s face again.

“Oh, that’s right. That was our appointment you interrupted, and Twilight felt so bad for you that she decided to let you take half of our show. No wonder we’re drawing more crowds than you. Even you guys know you have no talent.”

“THAT’S IT!”

Suddenly, Lightning Dust’s eyes went wide as Rainbow Dash tackled her to the ground. The ponies around all gasped as Lightning Dust and Rainbow Dash rolled around on the field, grumbling, pinching and biting as they each tried fighting the other off. Quickly, before either of them could do any real damage, however, Spitfire and Fleetfoot jumped in to grab Rainbow Dash as Rolling Thunder and Short Fuse grabbed Lightning Dust, pulling them away no matter how much they fought to break free.

“Practice is cancelled for today!” Spitfire shouted, handing Rainbow Dash off to Fleetfoot and Thunderlane. “You three can have the field for the remainder of the day. We’ll pick this back up again tomorrow.”

Lightning Dust seethed in anger until suddenly, a small smirk crept up her lips.

“Can’t wait. We’ll see you tomorrow.”