"You probably don't have them like ponies have them if you don't know what I mean. Ponies are all especially extra good at a thing, and when we figure out what the thing is, we get a cutie mark - mine's the gold star - that represents it. I'm good at predicting the future. Usually. I can't seem to make the spell work here."

"How does that work?" Jenny asks, fascinated. "Like, next day, next week, a thousand years?"

"Usually just a few hours. Sometimes a few days."

"Is that really super awesome? Or annoying? Or sorta both?"

"It's useful! People who need to know what's going to happen ask me, and then if they don't like it, they can do something else, and if they do like it, they're happy."

"So you can change stuff after you've already seen it?"

"Yeah. Gosh, it wouldn't be much use otherwise, would it? I see what'll happen if everything goes along pretty normally. People who behave in weird ways can throw me off, like my friend Joy does that sometimes, and if you don't like what I see you have a chance to do something about it."

"Soooo, paradoxes not a thing for you? Must be nice."

"The spell doesn't do the definite no matter what future. So there's no paradox."

Jenny is not an expert in temporal theory, and is happy to take her word for it. "I guess that makes sense!" She looks around, but sees no seats that look well suited for a unicorn. "Er, not sure how you'd sit really, but do you want to join us? I mean, I'm sorry if I'm being weird or annoying, it's just so cool. Unicorns are like my favoritest thing and I never thought I'd meet one. And now you are here!"

Guiding Star manages to climb up a barstool and sit on it. "I can just, you know, sit on things, it's not suspension bridge engineering. It's not every day I get this much attention just for being a unicorn."