[Basically everyone she's made friends with is a wuss worrywart who'd tell her this is a terrible idea so...]

None that I can think of off-hand.

[A shrug and a smile.]

Something like that.

[And then she laughs. SHE IS HONORED, COCO.]

Nah. Not unless you're into that kind of thing.

[She ain't gonna judge. ...Also rodeos are apparently a thing here. ...She's not even going to get into how that's supposed to work.

Instead, she grins.]

Mission one's no problem. You can't go wrong with Dame Rarity's boutique. Combat-worthy clothing with style.