From back stage Pinkie Pie struggled to maintain Rarity's image. There were so many lovely things she wished she could see, but knowing the consequence of a magical mishap, she stayed calm at Hoity Toity's side. A wonderful aroma caught her attention and she spotted a modest buffet set aside for the designers and models. Following the growl in her stomach she practically floated towards a particularly delicious-looking daisy sandwich but was stopped by a mane stylist.

"What style do you want for this model?" She asked rather impatiently.

"Uh…" Pinkie Pie said

"Do you want eye shadow on this model?" A make-up artist asked

"What order will these designs be going down the runway?" A stage manager asked.

"Where is your logo? We must have it displayed over your designs." Another pony added.

"Uh… uh…" Pinkie Pie said, sweating nervously. "Is that Photo Finish?!" She asked, pointing in the opposite direction. While the others were distracted, Pinkie slipped behind a curtain and waited until the ponies had seen she'd gone and looked somewhere else. She set her sights once again at the buffet line but her daisy sandwich had been taken by one of the members of stage crew.

"Awww" she said sadly, looking at the other options and finally settling on a bowl of fresh fruit. She bounded towards it but was once again thwarted as a group of model ponies pushed past her. She was unexpectedly herded into a section back stage where each of the models were being fitted for the show. Pinkie tried her best to excuse herself, but was swept up by some of the stage crew and fitted for an outfit.

"Wait! I just wanted a sandwich!" She protested in vain. "Ow! Hey! Too tight!"

The unicorn dressing her pulled a mirror in front of Pinkie to see how the outfit was looking. Pinkie struggled to breathe in the impossible dress; this certainly wasn't Rarity's design.

"You don't understand!" she gasped, but she was pushed on to the mane and makeup department. She spotted the table again, this time more food was missing and her stomach growled. Her mane was being combed, pulled, and twisted while another pony drowned her in a sea of makeup. Pinkie tried her best to keep her cool, but none of these fashion ponies would listen to her protests. When she caught a glimpse of the food table there was one pastry left and a designer heading straight for it.

"THAT'S MINE!" she cried out, tripping over her outfit and other ponies trying to reach it first. She couldn't contain herself anymore and her horn lit up involuntarily. The make-up artist ponies pursuing her were being bombarded by their own make up brushes; they made clouds of blush that blocked their vision and pursuit of Pinkie Pie. The back-stage crew ponies that had been asking Pinkie for her instruction were being chased by their own clipboards and quills. The other designers had problems keeping their outfits together. Even Hoity Toity himself was affected, his rather large white wig was running away from him; he attempted to cover his bald head with various hats while he pursued it.

Oblivious to the mayhem she was creating, Pinkie Pie finally reached the buffet table in time and tried to dive face-first into the last pastry on the table. Before she could do so, she was pulled backwards away from the table by Rarity who had sneaked in during the confusion.

"Hey!" Pinkie protested until she saw it was Rarity who had pulled her away. She looked around to see the magical mistake she made and frowned. Her horn extinguished and she whimpered, ashamed of ruining Rarity's good name. "Oh Rarity I'm so sorry I just wanted…"

"Pinkie we have to find Twilight!" Rarity said interrupting her. "There's a flier and… Pinkie, what in Equestria are you wearing?" She asked, eying her rather ridiculous ensemble.

Pinkie burst into dramatic tears "I don't knowwww!"

Rarity put a hoof over her mouth. She motioned for Pinkie to follow her quietly out the back way. Pinkie had no objections; she wriggled out of the uncomfortable dress and darted for the exit. Somewhere behind them Hoity Toity was attempting to fix his wig.

"Ruined!" he cried, "My whole show is ruined!"