Es{Another common day here in Ponyville, but for Octavia Melody, it starts with the wrong hoof when she realize that she is out of tar for her violin and since Zecora is out of the town for some meditation, she decides to visit Gray´s workshop.
Is very unclear why he settle his workshop underground and with single sign of “Enter” outside and how he actually have founds to survive during the week since almost nopony visits him.
Waiting to the “Sorry, don´t have that” phrase from almost every commerciant around Equestria, she enters on the workshop and walks down the stairs...}
Octavia: Hey... Gray, are you there? *silence response by him and she continue walking until advise him right in front of alchemichal workbench with some head-phones around his head and hat* Gray... Gray!... Can you lis
Gray: *with a deep singer tone of voice* Honesta rete sanguinem. Expectare ista blasphemia. Es vitae ita dissimilum. Terras vicerit tranem bestia
Octavia: *amazed of how good singer is Gray, sits down and listen to him carefully*
Gray: Honesta rete sanguinem. Expectare ista blasphemia. Hac mysterium obsumus. Arguam vitae eret non absolvis... *he turns around and notice Octavia. Smiling, he take off his head-phones* Oh, hi Octavia, what I can do for you?
Octavia: How... did you learn to sing like that?
Gray: Ah, is hard to remember, but took some classes here on Equestria, and on other kingdom... I think that some lessons from my sister Light attach to me
Octavia: You have a sister?!
Gray: Two sisters and one brother to be exactly
Octavia: And... this Light... she´s a professional singer?
Gray: Not really, she´s not interested on that, but does that to calm down herself after a long day
Octavia: Can you... ahm... introduce me to her?
Gray: Yeah, sure but.... don´t expect.... ahhhmm the usual behavior of a normal pony... actually, I will tell you that when she comes, just get you ready
