Ink grinned. Next round. "Favorite book? Drink? Eye color? Food? Tree? Have you ever eaten a muffin, chased down a cockatrice or danced the tango? Do you have any non-sciency hobbies and is black a color?" (I'm just spurting out random questions here)
Lody waited for the song to end before walking out on stage. She bowed her head and began to play. Her eyes closed and all she focused on was the violin in her hooves, playing it without fault, smoothly and lovingly. (I'm imagining the song to be something along the lines of
Vivaldi's Four Seasons Summer so that's now what she's playing)
"Really? Well now you've met two ponies. I can imagine you'd be great at the circus, I mean, ponies come from far and wide to see are acts." Dazzle beamed. "I probably didn't hear you sing, which is sad cause it sounds like your great. How'd you like talking to Howdy anyways?"