"And it never occurred in that little mind of yours that events as they unfold themselves, would never have happened before with overly attached fans of yours?" the vampiric mare countered the argument. She had a stern looking glance in her eyes as she said the words. Almost as if she was some kind of teacher punishing a student. The mare set the tip of the parasol into the ground and let her foreleg lean upon it before the other would bring itself towards her face. Despite their conversation, Rarity still looked over to her hoof. It looked like she didn't give much attention but in reality she was ready for everything to happen.