While she was thinking about just how to tackle the specific dress, there was a knock did its turn on the door of the boutique which caused the mare to shock up from her thoughts. Rarity had not even the slightest of ideas just how much time had happened to be passing by. But she assumed it had to be a lot, even though there were little lines drawn on the piece of paper before her. "Which pony is so stupid to call on... Oh, it is only seven o'clock," she spoke to herself before a giggle took over.  Her eyes were removed from the clock within the room and turned to the front door.