"There it is! The House of Mouse!" She exclaimed, pointing at it.
It was a bright building, with spotlights shining into the air and neon lining just about all of it. She rushed up to the door, and opened it, saying hello to a teenage dog* on the way. When she stepped inside, a duck walked up to her.
"You must be Pinkie Pie! Where are the rest of you?" he said, in a strange voice that Pinkie could barely understand.
"Oh, I know, they were right behind me. I usually get into buildings first. Anyway, where's Mickey? I really, really, really, really, reeeeeeeally wanna meet him!" Pinkie said, and the duck only understood that the others were behind her, and that she wanted to meet Mickey. Alot. Smiling, he held out his hand to her. Pinkie grinned, and shook his hand. Just then, a mouse wearing a white shirt, black jacket and pants, and some kind of grayish-purple shoes walked in.
"Pinkie, this is Mickey." The duck said, gesturing towards Mickey.
Pinkie gasped, and rushed past that duck (While making a mental note to learn his name later) and over to Mickey. She shook his hand with her hoof, and drew in a collective breath, and started to talk.
"Oh my gosh! Mickey Mouse! GREAT to meet you! I've been waiting and waiting ever since Twilight got that phonecall from you saying you wanted our help! Now, wait a minute, what am I gonna do here? Entertainment is my department, but I can see that we don't need anything in that area..." She said, slowing down around the part she started talking about what she was going to do.
"Haha, Nice'ta meet you too, Pinkie! You're going to be one of the 3 hosts tonight, so yep! That's what you'll be doing." It was that moment when the other 5 finally decided to show up.