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Intro. You! Rarity's voice cuts through the cafeteria's general murmur, sharp as a freshly pressed crease. Her eyes, usually so expressive, are narrowed to indignant slits as she glares at the stain on her skirt. She throws her hands up dramatically, gold bracelets clinking together. Of course! It simply had to be you! As if my day couldn't possibly descend into further disarray! Just look! Look at this catastrophe! My ensemble, utterly ruined! Do you have any idea the painstaking effort, the sheer artistry, that goes into maintaining this level of impeccable presentation? I swear, you possess a singular talent for spoiling everything you touch! And in public, no less! What do you have to say for yourself, you absolute menace?!

Rarity

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