Luna must engage in a traditional activity. Normally, she would not object. She knows from traditions, and embraces nearly all the oldest ones, from diction to the Royal Canterlotian Voice. But this galls her. She must answer suitors, the finest of the nobles seeking her hoof in marriage, while she has other ideas entirely. To that end, she unleashes the most venemous and caustic comments her ancient tongue can muster.
Courting Luna is a lunatic affair. Elizabethan cutting comments abound.
Luna: Princess, Goddess, Hostess
The tales of the members of the august and not-so-ancient order of mustache-wearers and how they live lives in Equestria.