The seamstress blinked a couple times at the taste that came into her mouth. For it didn't gave the one she had hoped for. Instead of her favorite dish, she just tasted blood and the wine. Her eyes twitched a little before she returned to her lady like mental state and carefully made her reply on the matter. "I, I'm afraid it doesn't work my dear," she spoke up in a manner not to offend the other unicorn.