Green Cream was bored.
It was a weekend. There was no work on weekends. Unlike some other ponies, she enjoyed it - on weekdays she occupied herself with cooking, her talent and hobby, yet on weekends she wandered Ponyville. She could practice her cookery, but she preferred to not use up her ingredients unless for actual business or regular cooking for her meals. She'd already had breakfast today, as well as lunch. Both of them were large and filling, giving her nothing left to do.
Now she strolled around the town square with boredom in the hopes that she would meet a new pony. Those hopes, at least at the moment, were not fulfilled; ponies seemed to be rushing here and there with no interest in others. Yet she still kept her smile, though it seemed to be fading by the moment.