"What the fuck is it with you horse-bugs thinking that love is something that comes in limited supplies! Maybe in your crazy magic pony world it's something you can gobble up until nothing is left, but where I come from... well, it might be in short supplies there as well at times... but that's because people are assholes. We have things called hippies, who are all about free love, and while I like throwing my coffee at them every time I see them preaching on the street corners about it, they're right in that everyone can love everyone else if they chose! And you know what? I actually fucking like this place. I actually enjoy being around all  you creepy bugs, cause you can be kinda metal at times, so you'll be damn sure that I could feed this whole fucking place on my own if I damn well had the chance!" you bellowed, not letting your eyes leave hers.