Q: Another troll Broly flies in and knocks the first troll Broly out.

Troll Broly: Sorry, that was a clone of mine who got drunk. Bye.

A: Rare mind: all go to sleep.

Later that night:

Rare flame woke up, got out of bed, got some some stuff together and headed for the front door.

bronysonicfan0000: That's Ember's cue.