“Oh I am sure there will plenty of time for you to catch up on all of that, darling,” Rarity said reassuringly, looking over at Happy Hour again, her smile fading as her eyes looked down upon the sleeping foal the mare held in her foreleg, close to the spring dress she had gifted her. She looked down thoughtfully before her eyes looked out at the cold weather through the nearby window. “Uh… If you’ll… If you’ll excuse me, I need to take care of something. Applejack?”