''Mmmmm, delicious! How did you find this hole-in-the-wall?'' the goat asked, scarfing down crumbs of crust.

Soarin chuckled. ''Well, Ms. Chimera, Canterlot is my second home, so I know all the best bakeries, and that YOU love pies too,'' he added with a wink.

''Oh, we do,'' the tiger head purred. And we'd like to share our pie with you, Soarin.''

Soarin turned beet-red, the snake slithering up to his ear: ''Your place or ours?''

Later

''So girls, which of you lucky ladies will I be bedding tonight? Or,''--Soarin bit his lips--''will we be having a foursome?''

Author's Notes:

This pie isn't the only thing Soarin will be burying his snout in tonight. If you know what I mean.