So Fluttershy said, “Pretty much everypony knows you’ll ask us out. Your performance at the Gala is the talk of the town. The Downtown Rag ran a transcript.” I said, "Well, then, dinner out?" To which Fluttershy replied, "Yes, if Tree Hugger agrees."

And there in a nutshell lies my problem: This red-maned Bohemian was inscrutable and unflappable. And picky about the food she puts in her temple. Worse, I had the uncanny feeling she was playing me. Me? Yeah, she didn’t remember meeting me. That was my line! So, how do you arrange a double date, without raining down chaos, and keeping every pony happy?

Well, I started by asking Spike about Rarity...