There was a pause in which one could almost see the imaginative bubble appear over Rarity's head. "I doubt he would come within ten feet of me for such a thing," she said through a stifled giggle that broke into a louder laugh. Admittedly, she could use a cuddle love orgy group thing whatever it was. Maybe her singular lifestyle was too old school and traditional for this place...and without Art...Well, anyway.
"I will have to stop in and see him, poor thing. Maybe I should bring him mittens to go with his scarf," she teased then took another bite.
"I promise it will be delicious. Do you want me to taste? I will, if you insist on getting me so fat. Oh, but I would be tragic at that size...I'll have to work out."