Rainbow's voice was low and still angry. "Oh yeah. Then why'd you do it?"
"My t**s are extremely calm, Miss." explains the enraged mare. A whiskey bottle pops open and is quarterway guzzled. Some pony better get her superior officers quick before some pony else gets hurt. "I'll believe it when he says it. And tells me why. You can't play with a mare's emotions."
"Miss Rainbow, I advise that you calm your t**s. You're beau Sandy is a good fellow and MORTAL. He is no vampony. He loves you." She said sternly, not in the mood for this nonsense. She wanted the wangst to be saved for afterward.