“You have GOT to be kidding me!” exclaimed the sky-blue pegasus. “Rarity, we JUST spent the last three hours in a clothing store! Why are you taking me into ANOTHER one!”
“Mind your tone, Dash, darling,” chided the white unicorn. “It simply DOESN’T do to ALWAYS accent every THIRD word, after all.” Rainbow Dash merely huffed in response. “Besides, we were just at Neiman Marecus. Marrods has a completely different set of lines! Why, I have no doubt we’ll need to spend at least as long here, if we really want to see everything!”
Dash ground her hooves into her temples, trying to dispel some of her frustration. “I. DON’T. CARE. For Celestia’s sake, we’ve been at this since dawn!”
“Well, maybe you should have thought of that before you made that little wager. You aren’t thinking of reneging on your promise, are you?”
Dash grumbled a few words under her breath, but shook her head. “I still don’t know how you managed to convince me that this was a good idea..."
“You wanted me to make you that Wonderbolts replica jersey, and I did. Now you’re going to spend the rest of the day here in the Canterlot shopping district with me, and by my watch—”Rarity glanced down at her wrist—“There’s still almost six and a half hours until sundown. Now come on, I understand they’re having a sale on cashmere sweaters!”
“It’s LLAMA,” Dash sulked. “Why do they have to come up with fancy names for freaking llama hair?”
“It’s actually a kind of goat, and from what I understand they’re very nice. Don’t be so gauche, darling.” Rarity flicked Dash’s nose with her tail. “Now come along; we’ve still got a looong day ahead!”
As Rarity trotted into the sprawling store, Dash turned her eyes to the heavens and silently asked, “Why me?” Finding no response, she sighed and slowly flapped after her unicorn friend.