Rarity backed out of her new room, smiling at the business she had been getting lately because of it. She had way more customers than before, and she was also learning some secrets about the locals that put her romance novels to shame. But she also felt guilt about the whole sorrid affair really. Not that she wasn't trustworthy with such knowledge, but that something could happen to a poor innocent pony. She shook those negative thoughts out of her head and chuckled to herself. Nothing like that would ever happen, not on Celestia's watch anyway. She turned around and recoiled in fright at the blob of pink before her. Realizing it was Pinkie Pie, she settled down and sighed. “What brings you here today, darling?”

“Oh, I was just looking for some more of your taffy!” Pinkie explained, glancing around the shop in her continued quest.

“Taffy?” Rarity raised a brow. Was that some kind of slang? She didn't know.

“Yeah! I found some of these little square packages that looked like those napkin thingys, and they had your name on them! I never had fruit flavored taffy before, but it was kind of hard to chew.”

Rarity's eyes darted around as she processed what she just heard. Her face then screwed up in disgust when she realized what was going on.

“Pinkie....that wasn't taffy...”

“Then what was it?” the earth pony asked, just as innocent as ever.

Face firmly in hoof, the unicorn resisted the urge to strangle the pink pony before her, and only let out a frustrated grunt. “You ARE aware of the new items I'm selling now, right?”

Pinkie nodded, her face now a serious expression as she listened intently.

“And I hope that you know what they are for?” Rarity narrowed her eyes in an accusing manner.

Pinkie nodded again. “I'm not a filly anymore, ya know.”

“Then how could you think those were.....taffy?”

“They weren't?” the party pony titled her head to the side like a confused puppy. “Darn! My bestest best friend Minty is coming over and I was hoping to give her some of that taffy!”

Rarity thought for a moment, then smiled. “Pinkie, darling. Is your friend Minty as open minded as you?”

“I guess.” Pinkie sat on the floor and placed a forehoof to her chin in thought. “Why?”

“Follow me, dear.” the unicorn led the party pony into the room containing her new stock.

Pinkie looked around in wide eyed awe at the strange sights before her. She wasn't so clueless as to not know what sex was, but she didn't know that all of this was involved as well. It was like a party, only for grownups, with colorful toys and fun pary games. It was the strangest analogy one could come up with, and that is why only Pinkie Pie could.

“What are these?” the pink pony asked, pointing to a strange leather device that looked like it tied onto somepony's head.

“Those are blinders, dear. Very kinky. Perhaps to kinky for you and Minty. Let's see,” Rarity placed a hoof to her chin as she glanced around the stock. “Ah! Here we go!” she pulled down a box that had a picture of a pony on it with something in his mouth.

“What's that?” Pinkie asked, her face a look of confusion and disgust.

“This is a gag, dear. It keeps ponies quiet.” Rarity explained, hoping she wasn't being to blunt about the party pony's penchant for pestering and persisting.

“I don't know, that sounds kind of mean.” Pinkie poked at the box with a hoof like it was going to explode.

“Nonsense!” Rarity waved a hoof. “If Minty trusts you, then there's no problem. Besides, you don't have to use it.” she used her magic to place it into a bag. “That'll be 50 bits please.”

Pinkie's eyes widened at the price. “Really? Well, okay. You take checks?”

“Checks?”

“Well I don't have any pockets to carry bits, so do you take a check?”

“If you don't have pockets for bits, how are you carrying a check?” Rarity caught herself before this conversation went any further. Only Pinkie Pie could be so strange. She glanced at the bag now hanging from Pinkie's mouth, and wondered if giving something like that to somepony like her, to be used on an unsuspecting pony was a good idea. “Never mind, darling. I'll bill you later.” She managed an uneasy smile.

“Okie Dokie Lokie!” Pinkie sang, and hopped out the door with her new potential for terrible things to happen. Rarity could only sigh. Pinkie was such a free spirit. She was, what the proper term was, 'Equicurious', and felt equal attraction to both genders. Ponyville severely lacked in male populous, which Twilight had said something about needing plenty of mares to produce offspring as opposed to having more stallions than mares and leading to disputes when that time of the month came. It was all very scientific and the balance of nature, but Rarity didn't hear a word. She just thought it was an excuse for the males to become more amorous.

Meanwhile, after spending most of their day cleaning up their mess by Twilight's home, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were at a loss. Who could they follow to spy on next?

“Ah still don't feel right about this.” Apple Bloom continued to object. “Ah got in big trouble that one time Big Mac saw ah found his magazines.”

“What were they about?” Scootaloo asked, her interest piqued.

Apple Bloom shrugged. “Ah don't know. All it had was pictures of ponies in them. Big Mac said it was because they were for adults, but nopony here wears clothes anyway!”

“Look! There's Pinkie Pie!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed, pointing to the pink ball of fluff that was happily skipping down the road with a bag in her teeth. “Let's follow her!”

“How are we gonna get up there to see in her window?” Scootaloo frowned, rubbing her rear from the fall they took earlier.

Sweetie Belle shook her head. “We'll think of something! Come on!”