As Foxtrot continues forward he looks over to some exotic flowers up ahead. "Yea I'm sure they'll feel bad and let us stay. If we're lucky they may even give us beds inside the castle for the night." As they approach the flowers he plucks one and offers it to Tinder. "And if they don't go for that, I'll tell them I'm magically disabled. In Canterlot that's the most pitiful thing you can find in this city of magic. They would have to feel bad and let us stay for the night guaranteed."