Rarity: Aw, crap. Look, Spike, I didn't---



Spike: Save it. I've known for a while that you never take how I feel for you seriously.



Rarity: Sweetie, I DO like you---



Spike--but not in that way, right?



Rarity: I'm sorry, honey, but I just don't.



Spike: Yeah, I guess noone likes me like that.



Applebloom (walks up to Spike): Think again.



Spike: You....you like me like that?



Applebloom: You bet I do.