Applejack had never been a fan of the glamorous life. She didn't follow fashion, she didn't like cosmetics, and she was far away from everything connected with the high society. But everything changed when Rarity invited her and other friends to Manehattan, where the unicorn was to be awarded the prize as the main fashion designer of the year. And to prepare farmer mare for this momentous occasion, Rarity sent her to a beauty parlor. What she didn't know was that at the same time in one of them two employees were desperately looking for a new earth pony employee and were ready to do anything to get her.

A short fanfic I requested by one of my readers that involves brainwashing, hypnosis, and becoming a bimbo.

Link to the story on Russian: Гламурные сёстры

Link to the story on FIMFiction: Glamorous sisters

Cover by: Jackie_Ponika (Me ^_^)

Special thanks to my beta reader: NovemberDragon

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Farmmare makeup

"Oh, no, Applejack, that's horrible!" Rarity said loudly, scrutinizing her friend from head to hooves and clucking her tongue critically.

"But, Rarity, this is the finest dress my family has. By the way, I got it from my great-grandmother, who was considered the most fashionable society mare in her day," the apple farmer objected, turning a couple of times on the spot to show her slightly stretched daisy dress, which, in addition to a few patches, had a large jam stain from a half-century ago.

"Oh, I don't doubt it. I'm sure that a hundred years ago this dress was the standard of village fashion, but today's event is very important to me and I want all my friends to look irresistible when I'm presented with the award for «Fashion Designer of the Year»," said the white unicorn.

"But, what else can I wear? This really is my best dress," Applejack shrugged.

"Don't worry, dear. I saw it coming and pre-ordered a gorgeous new special occasion dress for you from the local boutique, which should be finished by now," Rarity said with a sly smile. "So all you have to do is go and get it."

The unicorn walked over to her friend and touched her dust-covered mane lightly.

"And afterward, go to the beauty parlor and get your mane cleaned up. Not to mention the hair and the tail and the hooves and the... everything else," she shuddered as she noticed the cobwebs behind Applejack's ear.

"Hold on! Don't rush the geese, sugar, I'm not rich enough to go to expensive hair salons in Manehattan and spend hundreds of bits on…" the farmer wanted to say.

"I know, and that's why I'll give them to you myself," the white unicorn interrupted her.

"What?" Applejack gasped.

"Like I said: this ceremony is very important to me and I'm willing to do anything to make tonight perfect," Rarity said and then sighed quietly: "Even throwing away a fortune to turn an ugly duckling into a beautiful swan."

"I hear you," the earth pony snorted.

"Good. Then hurry up. Go to this address and pick up your dress," Rarity said, walking over to the table in the hotel room and quickly writing down the address on a sheet of paper. "I'll be preparing my thank-you speech in the meantime."

"Okay," Applejack said sadly, taking the paper from her and turning toward the door.

"But first, get that ugly rag off of you," the unicorn said, noticing this.

"Hey!" the farmer said indignantly.

"I meant your great-grandmother's rare and incredibly valuable dress, which is not worth the risk of being stained," Rarity said hastily. "Now go! And don't come back until you've taken your dress and your face is like the face of Princess Celestia herself!"

And with those words, she handed Applejack a large bag of bits.

"Here, this is for your expenses. There are two thousand bits, so do not deny yourself anything, and most importantly, go through all the procedures that I wrote down," she gave her another sheet, or rather a long and full of details list of all sorts of spa procedures.

"Cow crap. I'm in trouble," the apple farmer said quietly, taking off her great-grandmother's dress and heading toward the door.

***
"...and then my sister and I will play with his soft hair and whisper compliments in his ear until he is completely seduced and decides to sign a contract with our beauty parlor for a tidy sum," said a young, sexy unicorn with a soft pink coat and turquoise mane, dressed in a seductive top with a deep neckline. She stood in front of a middle-aged mare and told her plans for the evening, along with an equally incredibly beautiful beige pegasus with pink curls on her head.

"Yes, and we can also, if necessary, give him a massage and even..." the pegasus added playfully, "...go a little further. You know."

"Ahem," the mare hummed.

"How's that? Do you like what we came up with?" The unicorn asked her.

"Not really, it's no good," the mare said sternly, adjusting her business suit. She had been watching for half an hour how two of her employees with lush and very seductive forms were trying to show her all the advantages of their establishment – a fashionable beauty salon, performing incredibly beautiful and erotic body movements and showing with all their appearance their readiness not only to serve the client, but also to give everything he asked for at his first request.

"No good?" Sadly said the unicorn, whose name was Daisy. "But, mistress, you saw our dance. And our outfits. And our plan, everything is just flawless and just the way our customers like it. We're both…"

"That's the thing, both," the mare intervened. "There are only two of you, and there is no earth pony among you."

"Is that a problem?" A pegasus named Violet asked her timidly.

"Our wealthy client loves earth ponies, and he might be unhappy if he doesn't see one among our staff. And then he'll probably refuse to sign the contract, and I'll lose hundreds of thousands of bits!"

She stomped her hoof angrily.

"So you need to find another girl right away if you want everything to go perfectly today and our client to be satisfied."

"But how are we going to find her?" Daisy asked.

"Besides, until tonight," Violet added.

"I don't care. It's your problem. You can use money, persuasion, or even the method you used to find your little sister," mistress whispered to Daisy. "Otherwise, I'll throw you both out on the street, and instead of a glamorous life with studs by the pool, you'll spend the rest of your lives selling cosmetics from a stall."

And with that, she headed for the door and out into the street.

"Well, that's unlucky," Violet said sadly as she sat down in the visitor's chair.

"Don't tell me, sister, we're in a mess," agreed Daisy. "Find a new girl, and even before the evening. How is that even possible? There's no way we can do it."

"Especially, it will have to somehow teach her our work and that she would be willing to do anything for a client. But that's unrealistic. It's impossible. It's..."

But then there was a loud voice outside their window:

"Oh, dear goddess, there are so many different places. «Crystal's», «Golden Hooves», «Princess's Choice», which one should I go to?" Sighed the pretty earth pony with the orange fur, head down. Dressed in a new designer dress she walked down the street and looked at the windows of the beauty salons that came her way.

"And most importantly, which one has the lowest prices? I don't want to ruin my friend," she added as she passed the salon of Daisy and Violet. "Even if she told me not to deny myself anything, I'm not going to spend a lot of money. Oh, which one should I choose?"

"Hey, did you hear that?" Daisy asked, watching her.

"Yeah, so what? She clearly doesn't intend to spend a lot of money. So I don't think we can make any money off her," Violet shrugged.

"That's not what I mean. Look at her dress. And her posture. That cutie clearly knows about modern fashion and is probably a model of some sort. Plus, she's an earth pony, so…"

"Do you want to invite her to us?"

"I'm not sure yet, but why not give it a shot? Let's invite her to our treatments first, and then we'll see what happens."

"You're right, we don't have much time left, so it's worth the risk," Violet nodded, and they both went out onto the porch."

"Excuse me, miss? Miss! We hear you're looking for a reasonably priced beauty parlor?" Applejack was approached by Daisy.

"Yeap, that's right, I'm here... um... I have to do some of the things on this list, and..." the apple farmer told her, showing her the list of treatments Rarity had written her, but then both mares grabbed her by the legs and quickly pulled her into their salon.

"Of course, of course, we'll be happy to help you and do everything we can to get your already pretty face in order," said Daisy, walking her and her sister to the client's chair and sitting her down in it, after which she carefully removed her dress with her telekinesis and hung it on the rack.

"And what's more, we won't charge too much, and we'll make you look really irresistible," Violet added.

"Oh, well, in that case, I'll take it," Applejack said, a little surprised at their haste. "You may proceed and... um... make me irresistible."

"All right. We'll start with your mane and hooves," the unicorn said and, taking the hair band off the farmer's mane, dipped her head into a tub of warm water.

"That's it, your mane will become soft and gentle, and if I add a little shampoo, it will shine brighter than the sun," Daisy said, massaging her head and combing her hair. "Do you like it?"

"Oh, yes, it's very nice, thank you," Applejack said with a shy smile.

While the unicorn fiddled with her mane, Violet knelt down and looked at the farmer's hooves.

"Uh-oh, what a mess," she muffled.

"What?" Applejack asked her.

"Nothing. It's fine," the pegasus answered her. "Relax, Violet, you're a professional and you've seen cracks like this before. Even if not all at once, and on one hoof."

And taking a telekinesis hoof file, she carefully began to smooth all the irregularities and chips.

"After that, when we're done with the preparation, we'll send you to the shower room and take care of your coat," Daisy said, rubbing shampoo into the earth pony's head.

"Yes, thank you, that sounds very... uh... sweet," Applejack said awkwardly, not knowing what else to say to her.

An hour later, her mane and hooves were tidied up. Applejack got up from her chair and was taken to a special room with massage chairs and large tubs. After a few minutes under the shower, Applejack went into the sauna and had a steam, after which the salon workers carefully brushed her hair and covered her entire body with special seaweed. Finally, they filled one of the baths with therapeutic mud and laid the farmer there.

"That's it, now you can rest a little while my sister and I will work on your legs," said the pegasus, putting her front hooves in the tubs with gel.

"Yeah, whatever you say," Applejack nodded.

"I have to say that we rarely have such nice earth ponies like you in our salon, who, judging by your outfit, know a lot about modern fashion," the unicorn added as she began to gently massage her leg.

"Well, thank you for the compliment, but to tell you the truth, I'm not really into the whole glamorous thing," the farmer told her.

"Really?" Daisy wondered.

"Yeap, well, to be honest, I'm doing it all for my friend Rarity, who's being honored today as the most talented fashion designer of the year. So she sent me here to get my hair done, but I'm not really into it. I'm a farmer, and I'd rather work in the fields than wear a dress or go to a beauty parlor. No offense."

"It's all right," said Daisy, sighing quietly. "You rest now, and I must go away and say something to my sister."

"Of course, you can take your time. I don't have anywhere else to be in a hurry today anyway," Applejack nodded.

The two workers went into the next room and hid behind a curtain.

"So, what are we going to do, sister?" Violet asked, peering through the gap at Applejack. "You and I made a big mistake and got the wrong pony."

"Yeah, you're right. And it's sad. I mean, she's so sweet and beautiful, and most importantly, she's an Earth pony. She's the perfect girl for our salon," said Daisy.

"But she doesn't know anything about fashion, and she works on a farm. We can't make a dainty bimbo out of her and get her to work with us. We miscalculated," the pegasus sighed.

"Or we've found just the right one," the unicorn said suddenly.

"What?" Violet was surprised.

"We have spent two hours on this pony, and I do not intend to give up so quickly," said Daisy insistently.

"But how do you plan to get her to join us? It's obvious she's not a fan of the glamorous life."

"It's easy. We'll use the same method we use to get our clients to tip us."

"You mean..." said Violet, nodding towards the small locked room where they kept the special tools.

"Yes, bring the headphones," Daisy smiled slyly.

"What tape?" Her sister asked.

"The obedient sheep," the unicorn replied after a bit of thought.

"But it would make her too docile, wouldn't it? It's obviously not enough to completely transform the pony."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest," Daisy said. "Or rather, myself and my... ahem... captivating magic," she grinned, lighting up the tip of her horn for a second with a small emerald spiral, and then the mare stepped out from behind the curtain and headed back to Applejack.

"Well, here I am again. One more hour in the mud bath and your coat will be as soft as silk," she murmured softly as she massaged her leg.

"What? An hour?" Applejack said grudgingly. "Isn't there any way to speed it up?"

"I'm afraid not. But my sister and I can make that time fly by," she waved to Violet and she came out to them, headphones in her wing. "With some relaxing meditation music. You don't mind, do you?"

"No, I think it's good. Time will go faster that way," the farmer agreed, allowing Violet to put the headphones over her ears and plug them into the tape recorder.

"That's it, now relax and let the melody carry you away, as far away from worry and stress as possible," Violet grinned one last time, stroking Applejack's head affectionately.

Soon the earth pony heard a beautiful melody that began to pour smoothly into her ears and seemed to penetrate much deeper, into her very soul.

"And this isn't so bad," Applejack thought as she relaxed into the mud bath and enjoyed the pleasurable movements of the two mare-girls, who were now pairing up to massage her legs. "I'm beginning to understand why Rarity likes to spend time in places like this so much. The courteous staff, the good music, the grooming. It's all so nice. Perhaps I should apologize to my friend later, for making fun of her obsession with beauty all these years."

She took a deep breath as she continued to enjoy the spa treatments and the gentle melody that seemed to envelope her entire body, with some barely audible words slipping in every now and then. Applejack didn't know what they meant, but she felt like they were helping her relax. She felt like she should be calm and put her full trust in the female workers here to care for her and help her become beautiful while her thoughts drifted further and further away, making her head feel so empty and delightfully airy.

"What?" Thought Applejack suddenly stopping at the edge of this pleasant emptiness, inwardly sensing something wrong. "I don't like this. Yes this tune is very sweet and pleasant, but I mustn't relax too much. I have to stay alert. And anyway, what does all this mean?"

And she started to get up.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be a nerd, but I'm kind of uncomfortable with this music and I'd like to..." she said, trying to get her headphones off.

"Sister, I think she's figured it out," Violet saw this and was startled.

"Then it's time for plan B," Daisy whispered, and she threw off her top and climbed into the mud bath, sitting down on top of Applejack.

"Oh, don't worry about the music, it just helps you relax and forget all your worries. You don't have to worry so much," Daisy said gently stroking her head, bringing the worried farmer back to the bathroom.

"Yes, but..." not quite understanding why she was so weak and unable (or unwilling) to resist these ponies, Applejack mumbled.

"No buts, we just want you to be happy. And to do that, you need to let go of all your worries and doubts," Daisy met Applejack's gaze and added firmly: "And also all your thoughts."

And having said that, she pointed her horn at Applejack and a jet of translucent mint-green spell came out of it, which covered the earth pony's head as if it were a haze.

"After all, we're professionals and we know how to make you feel happier," she added, climbing fully on top of Applejack and removing her headphones and continuing to stroke her head.

"Happier," the farmer repeated, unable to resist her charms and big, adorable eyes.

"Exactly. But to be truly happy you need to put away all unnecessary thoughts and worries and trust us completely, accept us, do everything we say," Daisy continued with a giggle.

"Do everything you say," Applejack repeated with her mouth ajar.

"Yes, you will listen to us, do everything we say, and be happy about it," the unicorn said, gently hugging her neck. "That's what you need, that's what you want. You want to be happy. To forget your old life and find true freedom."

"Ahh," Applejack exhaled softly, feeling her mind turn to soft and pliable jelly.

"You don't want a boring life on a farm. You want to be a carefree and glamor-loving mare who loves glamorous parties and cute studs," Daisy told her. "You want to wear tight dresses and panties. You want to be a real bimbo."

"Bimbo," Applejack whispered, not even realizing what the word meant.

"Exactly. And my sister and I are going to help you become bimbo. Do you agree to obey us? Do you agree to be truly free and happy?"

Applejack just nodded briefly, unable to speak any more and wanting to agree with whatever this wonderful pony told her.

"Fine, then keep listening to the music and go to sleep," the unicorn said in a whisper as she put her headphones back in place. "Let all your past life seem like a dream. And when you wake up, a new one will begin, full of joy and fun."

And finally leaning down to Applejack's face, she kissed her lightly, sending the earth pony into the magical world of dreams.

"That's it. We'll take care of your lovely body for now," Daisy said, climbing out of the tub and magically removing the dirt from herself. "That's it, sister, she's ready."

"Are you sure?" Violet asked her.

"Of course. Her brain has been completely cleaned out and we will need to fill it in again and help her get used to her new role. So let's hurry up, we have a lot to do."

And both salon workers continued to tidy up Applejack's fur and hooves, who smiled sweetly.

After an hour, all the treatments were completed, and Daisy whispered softly in Applejack's ear:

"Rise and shine, little sister. It's time to get up."

Applejack immediately opened her eyes and yawned muffledly.

"Ah, what's going on?" She said sleepily.

"Nothing, sweetie, Violet and I decided to do a little tidying up of your hair and mane, and then you fell asleep, remember?" Daisy playfully stroked her cheek.

"Yes, I think so," the earth pony said uncertainly, somehow unable to remember where she was or who the two ponies standing near her were, but feeling an inexplicable and sincere affection for them. Especially for the unicorn. She seemed very important to her. The closest person to her in the whole wide world.

"And since we have a high-ranking guest from Canterlot coming to our salon today, we must prepare ourselves for his visit. Change our clothes, get in shape, and above all, be ready to do whatever he asks. Do you understand me, sister?"

At those words Applejack felt a warm wave run through her body, and she giggled playfully.

"Yes, I understand. We have to be very pretty and behave in such a way that he will love us," she replied.

"That's right, my sweet sister. And that means it's time to take care of your appearance and your clothes," the unicorn smiled and helped Applejack out of the bathtub and, after removing the seaweed from her, sent her under a warm shower. After washing off the rest of the healing mud, the earth pony wiped herself off and walked over to her new sisters.

"Wonderful, your coat, hooves and mane are flawless now," Daisy said, looking at her from all sides. "Now stand still, my dear. I'll help your body become more lush and desirable."

And, lighting her horn, she surrounded the earth pony's body with a gentle emerald-green magic that lifted her slightly off the floor.

"Hee-hee, that tickles," Applejack giggled stupidly.

"It's okay, sis, it'll go away soon," the unicorn said. "And you'll feel really good about it."

"Oh," the farmer sighed languidly as she felt her new sister's magic slide over her entire body and begin to seep into every corner of her skin, caressing and gently massaging. At first Applejack didn't realize what exactly was happening to her and just enjoyed these fabulous and incredibly pleasant sensations, but then she began to notice that her whole body began to change. Her hips were getting bigger, her croup was getting wider and more appetizing by the second, as well as her lips, and her pussy was getting incredibly big and firm.

"Great, you'll be as beautiful as us in a little while," Violet smiled as she watched her change.

"That's right, she'll be the third in our group and she'll make the guests as happy as we do," Daisy nodded, gently placing the changed Applejack back on her hooves.

"So, are you happy with your new body, sweetie?" The unicorn asked, putting her hoof down on the orange pony's croup and admiring her large form.

"Ah," Applejack exhaled in response. "It's just lovely. Thank you so much, sis."

"You're welcome, you've earned it. But that was only the beginning. Now we'll get to the most important part of your transformation, the clothes," Daisy said, taking the farmer by the chin to enjoy her absent-minded stare, then led Applejack to one of the back rooms of the salon, where she and Violet had a dressing room.

Placing Applejack in front of a large oval mirror, the unicorn walked over to the closet and magically unlocked it.

"Well, let's see what would fit you," Daisy said, running her hoof over her chin thoughtfully. "I'm sure that with such orange fur you'll look great in pink and white."

She reached in and pulled out one of the hangers, on which hung a tight, soft pink top and a short miniskirt designed for a large pony.

"Perfect, these things will sit wonderfully on your lush figure," the unicorn said as she came closer and placed the skirt against Applejack's croup. "With..."

She opened one of the small drawers at the bottom and pulled out an impossibly tight pink thong labeled Glamorous Pussy.

"…these panties," the unicorn finished. "Don't you agree?"

"Yes, I like them a lot," Applejack smiled, who saw the whole thing as a fun game.

"Then you can wear them, and I'll find you some jewelry and makeup," Daisy told her.

"Only, I don't think I've ever worn them before," said the earth pony, suddenly embarrassed.

"Really?" Daisy raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Never once?"

"Never once," Applejack said, and then giggled: "I guess I was a lot more lecherous than I thought. Hee-hee. Uh, can you help me put them on, sis?" She asked, blushing deeply.

"Well, I think I can do that," the unicorn smiled. "Violet, bring our sister some jewelry and a cosmetic bag while I help her with her clothes."

And walking over to Applejack, she spread her panties in front of her and stood behind.

"That's it, just slip one hoof in here and the other in here, now put your tail against them and…" she put her hand around Applejack's juicy croup and stroked it, "...start pulling slowly. Up the thighs."

"Up the thighs," the earth pony repeated with a smile, pulling her panties up with her sister's help.

"Now put your tail in this hole and... done," Daisy said as she helped her push her tail into the special hole, then straightened the panties on her croup and slapped it lightly.

"Hee-hee, I see. Wow, this is really easy," Applejack smiled. "How could I have forgotten about that?"

"It's okay, sister. After all, you and Violet don't usually like to think, so you leave it up to me. Right, Violet?"

"Right, Daisy," the pegasus replied, placing a jewelry box and a large cosmetic bag on a nearby dressing table. "You're the smartest one here, and I trust you completely."

"Just like me. I trust my sister, too," Applejack said proudly.

"And that's a good thing. Since I took you two under my care, I wish you nothing but the best," the unicorn said good-naturedly and turned to the earth pony, "Now, let's do your face, dear. We'll put makeup on it, pick out your jewelry, and then we'll get back to your clothes. And that's not all. I still have to teach you the basics of our work."

"Teach me?" Applejack repeated in confusion.

"Yeah. It's your first day, remember? And I promised to show you how to take care of your customers."

"Sounds too complicated," the earth pony wrinkled her nose.

"Don't worry. Violet and I will take care of the main work. You'll have to lure new visitors and entertain them as much as possible."

"That's better. I can do that," Applejack said, sitting down at the dressing table. "But first..."

"Yes, dear?" Daisy asked her, standing next to her and taking out a powdered cosmetic from her makeup bag, opening it, she began to gently sponge the earth pony's cheeks, making them more expressive and ruddy.

"I don't want to admit it, sis, but I think I've forgotten not only how to wear panties, but also... hee-hee... my own name. I hope you're not angry at me. I'm so silly."

"No, no, of course not," the unicorn grinned slyly, tinting her new sister's eyelashes with a brush and lining her eyebrows with a pencil. "I can't be angry at you. And your name is..."

She thought for a moment, looking at Applejack, and then finished:

"Lily."

***
A week later
"Hey, studs, how's it going on? Would you like some cold cider?" Said the beautiful big-croup earth pony, dressed in a tight pink swimsuit, as she approached the pool at the expensive mansion where the party was going on with loud music, food, and lots of guests. As she approached a couple of athletic stallions lounging on lounge chairs, she handed them a couple of glasses of cider that the mansion owner had ordered from Ponyville the day before.

"No, thank you," said one of them, a pegasus in a mottled shirt, shaking his head.

"I'll have one," add the other, a masculine unicorn in a tight T-shirt. "This party has gotten me so hot, I wouldn't mind cooling down a bit."

He took a couple of sips and immediately grabbed the mare by the croup.

"Except you got me all hot and bothered again with your luscious form!"

"Hey! Hee-hee, you naughty boy, what are you doing?" The earth pony giggled playfully, letting herself be touched without resistance.

"Come on, I know you love it," the stallion said, pulling her onto the chaise lounge and sitting her on top of him.

"I do, but that doesn't mean you and I should do it here," the mare said flirtatiously. "With so many curious ponies around. Including your friend."

She looked at the smiling pegasus sitting beside them.

"You're right, we should go somewhere private. Like the back room or one of the bedrooms. Did you know we have a bed with a water mattress on the second floor? Would you like to roll around in it?"

"That sounds wonderful. But I'm not sure my mistress would approve. I mean, she's…" the earth pony began embarrassed.

"Come on, Lily, you've earned it," said a mature mare who came up to them, accompanied by a unicorn walking behind her. "After all, if it wasn't for your skill and ability to move your croup, I wouldn't have gotten such a lucrative contract. So you can go and have a good time with my nephew."

"Yay! Thank you, mistress, you are the best!" Lily exclaimed happily, and stood up on her hooves and lightly shook her tail in front of the stallion. "Well? What do you say, big boy? Do you want to ride me?"

"Ha, you won't have to beg me twice," he said cheerfully and jumped up on the hooves and headed with his sweet companion towards the mansion doors.

"Yes, this girl will definitely be a good one," the mare said, turning to Daisy. "I knew you wouldn't disappoint me and would find us a worthy candidate."

"It couldn't have been otherwise. With my ability to work with other ponies, and..." she chuckled softly, "...a special talent for helping them make good decisions."

She nodded at her cutiemark, which resembled a swinging pocket watch.

"Exactly. I'm so glad I found you and made you my protégé. By the way, I see Lily's settling in well and Derek definitely likes her. So, if you don't mind, I'd like her to spend as much time with him as possible."

"Of course, ma'am. She's all yours to use as you wish," Daisy nodded.

"Are you sure? She's a real magnet for attracting customers," the mare smirked. "And brings you so many good reviews and tips."

"Yeah, she's very talented. But I'll manage somehow. And if I have to, I can always find a new girl. There are so many of them: sweet, pretty and waiting for a pony like me to set them on the right path."

At that moment, muffled moans and yells started coming from the side of the mansion, indicating that Derek and Lily were engaged in bedplay, though few of the guests could hear them over the loud music playing in the courtyard. And passersby on the street simply ignored the rich party and the sounds that came from it, walking indifferently past their mansion and the few «Help Find» posters on the wall nearby, featuring an orange mare in a cowboy hat.