Applejack kicked the front door open and stomped her way to the kitchen. Big Mac was more gentle, softly closing the door so not to wake up Granny Smith and little Apple Bloom and taking the glasses from the cupboard. Applejack feel exhausted on a chair while her brother served some beer. He too sat down at the kitchen table and they both took a long sip of the cold beer.

Applejack let go a loud sigh before saying, “Well, that could have gone a lot better!”

“Eeeeyup.”

“Ah mean, ah know that Rarity´s heart is in the right place but she should have done some research beforehand,” she said and Big Mac nodded. “Ah don´t know how to explain her how the night turned out so...awkward.”

“Yah mean with me hitting on your date while my date was hitting on you?”

“Why do you have to put it so bluntly?”

Big Mac shrugged and went back to his drink.

“Ah gotta say, ah never thought that Mrs. Fleur will be into mares, being all clingy to Mr. Fancypants and all. Guess Canterlot mares are different that way. Wonder if Twilight is that way too…”

Applejack noted how Big mac was peeking at her from behind the glass and rushed to say, blushing:

“Ah´m jsut asking! Ah´m not interested!”

Big Mac said nothing but Applejack could notice him smiling from behind his drink.

“And what about you going all puppy-eyed over Mr. Fancypants? do you have a thing for moustaches now, big bro?”

Big Mac said nothing but she could tell his blush and snickered.

Applejack leaned against the chair, instinctively trying to cover her face with her hat but she then remembered she didn't took it to her date. She sighed some more while her brother opted to stay silent.

“It was a nice dinner, thought. A little bit too fancy but nice anyways. Although ah don´t wanna have to wear this type of clothes ever again, don't yah agree, Big Mac?”

He seemed to agree because he tossed his bowtie to the table.

“And they were pretty nice to us too. Makes me feels a little bad…”

“Regrets?” Big Mac asked.

Applejack took a few seconds to answer. She leaned forward and rested her chin on a hoof before answering, “Nah, it wouldn't have worked anyways. We are simple farmers and they're big, names in the kingdom. Imagine all the tabloids trying to get our pics and the like…”

Applejack took a deep sip of her drink while Big Mac played with his already empty glass.

“It´s better this way,” Applejack sentenced and finished her drink.