[Oops, there's a sizable pony-shaped crater in the wall of the cafeteria, along with a trail of strewn banana peels. After a moment, Big Macintosh crawls out of the hole, looking completely unharmed, though as he shakes himself out his mane fluffs with a POOF before he looks sternly at the camera. Who in the hay left all these banana peels around?]