And, as always, Pinkie's too invested in her own fantasy world to notice that the humoring's taking place. "Look deeeeep into the crystal ball!" she encourages, gesturing dramatically toward the orb, then grasping it between her hooves and pressing her snout to the glass. "For soon, it will reveal all!"

She sits back and begins weaving her hooves through the air. "Ah yes, I see something! It is a vision of the fuuuuture!" She sits forward and peers into the glass. "I see..." Pinkie points dead ahead, "YOU, Twilight! You will get..." Both hooves stamp against the table. "A really cool birthday present next year!"