[ Bell croons and hops onto Twilight's back, and begins kneading Twilight's tense muscles with her semi-hard lower half. Rarity, meanwhile, takes up her sewing glasses and begins arranging her workbench. ]

You and Starswirl are quite the pair. It's enough to make a certain dragon jealous! Though I don't know how I feel about him ... reading thoughts. It seems just a little too private, don't you think?

[ Missing the fabric she was going to work on, Rarity frowns and begins moving aside other stacks. Then she peers under the desk. It's small enough that it might have fallen off... ]