Rarity grumbled to herself as she dropped her head. She does have a point, Rarity. Calm down. You are blowing this out of proportion. Her horn glowing, she levitated the flask from before out of her pack, twisting it's lid off and taking a long swig. Her face twisted out of disgust at the taste of the alcohol inside, but she kept it down. Anything to make this conversation easier. "Let me just get this out of the way, then, Dash. I came to you because she's the one I'm having thoughts about. Alright? There. I said it. Are you happy now?"