“I-I’ve gotta pass,” you tell Spitfire firmly. “I’m here with Rainbow Dash and I won’t be running off with anypony else.”
“Not even me, eh?” she asks, looking into your eyes in a steely, analytical manner.
You shake your head solemnly and clearly. “Not a chance.”
Spitfire raises both of her eyebrows, seemingly impressed. “Well, to be honest, there’s no way I can fault a stallion for having that much loyalty...Even if it’s a little too much, in my opinion.” She gives you a friendly smack on the withers. “Head on back. She’s waiting.”
You take the drinks and walk back to your table, breathing a sigh of relief that you were able to extricate yourself from the sticky scenario. When you reach the table and put down the drinks, you notice that Rainbow Dash’s expression is filled with concern.
“I saw you talking with Spitfire.” Her voice wavers a bit as she talks. “Did she...say anything about me?”
You shake your head. “Not really, no.”
Rainbow Dash exhales and immediately smiles. “What a relief. I thought she was gonna try and embarrass me.”
“...I do think she might’ve had a thing for me though.”
Rainbow Dash frowns and furrows her brow. “What? What makes you say that?”
You wave the question off with a hoof. “Nothing. We can talk about it later if you want. Tonight is about you and I having a good time.”
Although a touch of anxiety does linger on her features, Rainbow Dash relaxes again. “Now I can get behind that.” She lifts her glass. “Cheers!”
Proceed to Chapter 31.