SHIVERS [easy - success] Late winter show falls about her head. Settling into her cloak and mane. There it melts into her, warm and soft.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY [easy - success] The smell of the cigarettes she’s smoking. They’re nice. Are they Appaloosan Reds or Canterlot Canters. You have to know. Ask her now. Forget everything you have to take a hit on those cigarettes.
LOGIC [medium - success] She’s compromised you and she hasn’t done anything yet.
