It was rare to see Pinkie Pie not jumping around doing things left and right, she was just sitting outside underneath an umbrella as her hoof tapped against the ground. She seemed to be in great thought, a pen in her mouth. Guess she was writing something.
Bending down, she scribbled a bit of something, stared at it going cross eyed before huffing and putting the pen down, crumpling up the paper and tossing it into the bin on the other side of the restaurant area without looking, before starting over, seems she had been at this for a while. AS there were quite a few papers in the bin already.