> "C'mon slowpokes, it's this way!" Rainbow dash gestures for you to follow her as she zooms off.
> Her multicoloured after trail points towards a oddly carousel like building.
> The purple maned p0ny at your side, albeit upwind, gives a fond chuckle at the sight.
> "You'll have to excuse my friend, Mr Anonymous. She so relishes the opportunity to display her flying skills to a new audience."
> That damn Canterlot-clique demenour again.
> Well, at least you can play along.
> She did offer to clean up the only tunic you still own.
"Think nothing of it, miss Rarity. She's an impressive aerobat."
> The conversation continues.
> You automatically deploy charm, platitudes disguised by compliment and other tired old tools of the 'refined' conversationalist.
> All the time dearly wishing you held on tighter to the case with the tunics.
> Scratch that.
> The way your luck is going lately?
> That'd be you with no pants.
> Well, one pair of soaked, stained pants.
> She's stopped talking... quick, playback last few seconds... try to look thoughtful...
> Decor?...Canterlot?,,,something about Fashion?...
"Well, I for one think it's positively delightful."
> You take a punt, hoping the last one wasn't facism.
> "Why thankyou. I am rather proud of the place. I hope one day that it'll be known all over Equestria."
> It's good!
 
> As you approach you notice a small cloud floating low, near the doorway to the back of the boutique .
> It's shaped vaguely like a sunlounger on it a blue pegasus reclines, forlegs behind her head in a curiously human pose.
> On noticing you two approaching she begins an exaggerated *snore*.
> You can see one of her eyes is open underneath the sunglasses she somehow acquired.
> "Rainbow, don't tease... It's impolite." There's still a friendly tone in Rarity's admonishment.
> "Oh heya guys!" biiiig stretch, *yawn* for effect. "I got tired waiting."... and there's that confident 'yes, I'm that damn quick' grin.
> She flaps her wings lazily as she shoos away the cloud and then hovers slowly down to your side.
> "Hey Anon, maybe next time I'll let you ride tank." Rainbow elbows you in the ribs  "Get you around a bit quicker."
> Who's tank?
"Thankyou for the offer miss Dash"
> Ah hell.
> Still stuck on 'prissy'
> Rainbow gives a little snicker.
> "There's nothing funny about good manners..." Rarity turns to her friend as she opens the door.
> She gestures for you to enter with a nod and a good effort to hide the wince as you drip a little on the welcome mat.
> It's a nice enough kitchen, though a little messy.
> The cause could only be the young, pink maned unicorn gives a look that can only be described as 'red handed'
> 'Red hooved' then.
 
> *Gasp!* "Sweetie Belle!" Rarity looks aghast.
> Even moreso as her exclamation caused the poor filly to panic launch the small bag she was carrying.
> It was full of plundered supplies.
> Primarily, an open bag of flour.
*Whumpf*
> Of course.
> As the bag flutters to the floor, you try to clear the flour from your eyes.
> Your coughing is accompanied by Rarity's scandalised spluttering and Rainbow Dash promptly losing control to a tearful laughter attack.
> "Oh, the mess... Oh, the ickyness... Oh, the horror!"  Rarity quakes a little as she gives the 'thousand yard stare'.
> Rainbow is still laughing.
> Sweetie is snuffling and holding back guilty tears, while trying to explain.
> "You see... me and the other c-c-crusaders... we-we- *snuff* working on a plan... a-and Scootaloo said I'd make the b-b-best glue..."
*snrk*
> Oh god.
> You don't want to have to explain why that's funny.
 
> " Heee... You do look pretty funny Anon..." say's Dash between laughs.
> Dash to the rescue, even if she doesn't know it.
"Heh, yeah... Miss Rarity? you look like you have enough on your hands I'll-"
> That seemed to shock her out of it.
> "Oh no... I couldn't POSSIBLY let you wander around p0nyville like that! Rainbow, darling?" She has her composure back.
> Classy.
> There's an edge of brittleness to her voice though.
> "Would you be kind enough to show mr Anonymous to the changing rooms?" She concludes with a sympathetic smile.
> Honestly, it's a surprise she'd send you through to her place of business in this state.
> It'll make a lot more mess in the long run.
> Trying to make this point proves to be futile.
> The lady has already decided.
> Maybe you were thinking a little harshly of her earlier...
> "H'well Mr Anonymous? shall h'we p'hroceed?" Rainbow hovers at your side, offering her forleg  with a horribly mangled mock-posh voice. still sniggering.
"Lead the way, Miss Dash."
> With her head high and as best a graceful glide a sniggering blue pegasus can muster, she leads you through the kitchen and into the boutique.