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A Night (to Try) to Remember Part 1 Rarity inhaled deeply, letting the pleasant aroma of her drink fill her nostrils.  The snifter glass gently shifted about, buoyed by her magical aura, and its burgundy contents swirled along the transparent walls.  She tipped the glass to her lips, gracefully sipping its contents in a way that only years of cultured drinking could imbue.  A satisfied smile crossed her lips as the cognac warmed her throat as it drained to her stomach.  She was almost finished with her third glass of the night, which would put her just at her tolerance level for this particular bever

The night air was brisk to say the least, and Rarity would have much preferred to be inside and out of the harsh chill. It definitely wasn't something she delighted in. Harsher still, though, was the expression on Sweetie Belle's face, and the glare with which she had looked at Rarity after her failed attempt to reconcile. Rarity watched, shocked, as Applebloom and Sweetie Belle walked away, their forms receding from the campfire and fading into the darkness of the woods. She hesitated for a moment and sighed softly, glancing at Applejack. She took a few steps towards her, trying to keep her voice low enough that the fillies wouldn't overhear