Well a party duh

Walking along the streets of Ponyville you notice more than one couple that is trying to be discrete. You can smell the cakes Pinky is cooking from your house and that means that nearly the whole town is covered in a small amount of the flower's magic. You arrive expecting one of the parties you have heard so much about despite what you agreed but you are pleasantly surprised to find six beautiful mares all chatting quietly. Even pinky seems distracted and quiet, maybe just more worked up than she is comfortable with.