"Yeah, it seems like the native ponies kinda represent their names. Bulk Biceps is a pretty beefy dude. Real nice guy, too."

"Anyways... let's get outta here before they call us ice sculptures or somethin'." With a nod away, he turned and led the way, ignoring the small somersault in his stomach. He decided to take her to Sugarcube Corner- they had the best chocolate for the job, and the best whipped cream to top.