Pinkie blinked, frowning a little as the light bulb finally went off over her head. Reaching up, she plucked it from out of her mane, tossed it over her shoulder, and then inched her way up to carefully pet Frank's head. "Awwwwww, Franky, noooooo! We talked about this, 'member? I'm not a mean old Meanie-Pie!"

She finally dropped away from him, hopping back over to the capsule to rummage around in it. "Look, I even brought up your care package, see?" Grinning, she dragged out a small festively-wrapped box, the red ribbon clamped between her teeth. "I put most of the cake mix in the cannon, but there's still some cupcakes in here! And milk! And little whistly-spinny party favor things!"