A Shiny Find

I heard you worry about not having enough coins, so I took a slow, quiet wander beneath the edge of the coffee table. Right where the rug meets the wooden leg, a small metallic glint caught the lamplight. I carefully nudged my plush hoof into the crease and rolled a forgotten, shiny dime out into the open. You don't have to worry at all, but look—we already have one to start.