Zack made his way towards Central Park to meet up with Damien and Cyanide. Was he nervous? Oh yes. He'd never ridden a real horse before, since ones at the carnival didn't count anyway, and was more than a little worried about making a complete idiot of himself. Damien was smart, sexy and had a horse. This made the drummer feel butterflies in his stomach as he walked up to the Dog, noticing the other people around petting his horse.

Oh, he was such a beautiful animal but huge.

"Hey, uh---she's beautiful. Large too. I love her colouring. What type of horse is she?"

The drummer had come prepared and pulled out a few sugar lumps from his pocket. Horses liked these didn't they?