"All right. You've beaten me on this one. I mean, I didn't expect you to throw around your royal muscle and reorganize my living arrangement just so you could hit me with your sunbeams at butt-'o-clock in the morning," I said, reaching for a cup and pouring some tea for myself. It wasn't coffee, but it would have to do. Maybe I could get Sapphire Spirit to escort me to Doughnut Joe's for some coffee, later. God, I loved that place. Canterlot was obsessed with tea, but give me a cup of coffee any day.