Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare...
Cadence eyed the familiar surroundings, perhaps judging her quickest escape route if worse came to worse.
Cadence...
...smells...
"A childish one? Either way, no, I don't smell... I think I don't at least."
Cadence...
...admits to having no sense of smell...
"When did--ooooooh... That kind of smell. Then I do smell."
Cadence...
...says she smells bad...
"But you just---and... Grr... Setting the record straight here; I DO have a sense of smell, but I don't smell bad in my opinion."
Cadence...
...can't be bothered to show up on time for her own wedding...
"I was trapped in a cave under the castle!"
Cadence...
...didn't care about her wedding enough to even fix herself up...
"How dare you say that!?"
That was rude...
...I apologize...
"...Really?"
Cadence...
...Can't accept my apology...
"No, it's not that. I'm just not used to you all admitting you're wrong."
Hmph...
...I see how it is now...
Now you know...
Cadence the Unforgiving...
"I didn't--! UGH!" Cadence huffed angrily and stormed off the stage, her face burning red from embarrassment and rage.
...Blank...?
Yes...?
Shouldn't those two be home by now...?
Ah...
...They probably got side tracked...
By what...?
...What could be more important than taking care of their two talented children...?
"---Thus before the two of you and these random patrons, I pronounce you--"
...Riceicles...?