Clover scurried out the door and back into the cold streets. Despite the commotion, his thoughts could not get away from what had just transpired. It was a heavenly fixation, quite like nothing he had seen in years, and then there was her strange behavior. Soon he realized he had to walk rather odd due to the recently obtained boner. It would sometimes flail and hit the insides of his hind legs when he bumped into another pony, making the whole situation feel more awkward. Just get home, he thought, relief would wash it away.