Rarity was enjoying a nice evening with her husband, Spike. Everything was absolutely perfect.
Rares: You know, I quite enjoyed last night.
Spike: *blushes* RARES! We're at a public restaurant!!!
R: Fine, fine. I won't get you too flustered.
S:*blushing intensifies*
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S: Rares? Are you ok? It been nearly 30 minutes since you went into the lavatory. What's wrong? Was it the hay again?
*door creaks open*
S: *sees rarity sobbing and barf on the floor* Oh nonononononono. Sweetie, don't cry.
R: NOOOOOOOOOOO! Why? WHY MEEEEEEeeeeeeee? *sobs in Spike's scales**stops waterworks**looks up at spike w