"Washing ponyvomit off my snout." a chagrined-looking Spike deadpanned, "And thanks for spitting a mouthful of water in my face, it's the perfect ending for an otherwise perfect day. Here's a letter from the princess, I'm going to take a nap. I just want this day to end." The baby dragon grumbled, holding out the tightly-rolled scroll before hopping out of the shower and, still dripping, heading out to his soft, plush dragonbed.