As the three were discussing the bake sale, Foxtrot enters the cafe. Sporting fitted jeans with boots, an urban camo cap, his black guitar slung over his shoulders, and a light grey windbreaker with a patch of the Royal Cadets of Manehattan High on its sleeve. Moving was routine, getting used to the new school was always a hassle though. As of now he doesn't even know where Canterlot High is to begin with. But for now the tired student simply walks to the counter and places his order, "Hey there. May I have a medium coffee, extra cream, extra sugar?" The barista nods and tends to the order. As Foxtrot waits for his drink, the words "bake sale" echo in his ears. Now if there's one thing he can't resist (well there's a few things he can't resist but still), it's the allure of baked goods; especially after baking himself. He looks over his shoulder to the three girls discussing it, noting Canterlot High as the location. Finally getting his coffee, Foxtrot walks over to the three, stopping a short distance away to give them their space. "Um, excuse me ladies. I couldn't help but overhear about a bake sale at Canterlot High? I'm actually transferring there this week but I have no clue where it is. Plus I'm a sucker for baked goods so yea... is that bake sale happening soon?"