>>11208700>knock on clubhouse door"Hello?"
>Sweetie Belle answers it"Oh, hey! You made it!"
"Yeah, I had to stop by a convenience store first."
"Listen, just put those things down and I'll be right back. I'm gonna go change my shirt first. Help yourself to a cookie!"
"Y-you're not wearing a shirt."
>Sweetie Belle walks out of room>Anon sets down Mike's Hard Lemonade and a box of Magnum Condoms>Anon chews on cookies>They taste horrible"Excuse me, what do you think you're doing here?"
>A well dressed pony trots out with some papers in his hand"Oh...I'm here to see Sweetie Belle."
"You're HERE to see Sweetie Belle. Tell me, don't you see anything wrong with that?"
"N-no. She's my friend."
"Tell me, how old do you think Sweetie Belle is?"
"Uh...she said she was 18...in pony years."
"She's 12...in pony years."
"I-I was not aware of that. I'll just lea-"
"It's odd that you'd say 18, because I have the transcripts from your conversations here with me..."