"Strictly speaking..." Sandy's eyes widened as his treacherous mouth took over. "...such interactions are unnecessary for life for all ponies. However, should the right pony enter my life, I would not find her unwelcome." Sandy looked to the three of them, chuckling sheepishly, suddenly seeming a lot less resolute than a few seconds ago. "Heh heh, heh, uh, well, I did say I didn't, uh, need a fillyfriend....heh...ohhhhh ponyfeathers."