"Hey, Celestia."
>The sun pony continues writing on her papers, but her ears perk up.
>"Yes, Anonymous?"
"This is going to be a bit personal, but I've always wanted to know..."
>Hopefully she'd take this well enough,
"Are you a virgin?"
>She lifted an eyebrow at you.
>"Why...?"
"I really don't know, princess. I guess I'm just curious to know if you've done the dirty."
>Her confused expression remains, but she sets down her quill and faces you.
>"To be honest, Anon, whether or not I am, it doesn't really matter. I'm more concerned with the well-being of my subjects."
"So are you?"
>She goes back to her papers, scratching down some more words.
>"Perhaps, one day, I'll tell you. It certainly isn't a question you just openly ask a mare, though."
>She shoots you a wink, then goes back to her work.