"Well, of course."  Rarity sipped at her wine again, reveling in the liquid's robust flavor,  before continuing, "I mean, really.  Is it all that surprising he'd lie?  He barely told you anything when you broke up.  Every time you asked he just deflected in your letters.  Now, you corner him, in front of cameras no less, and he just happens to give you the answer you need to hear.  I mean, come on Sweetie.  Even you must see that's a little convenient."