Applejack: Good god, those rumors are true. You're as smooth and squishy as a marshmallow!



Rarity: And for once, your life in the backwoods has done something right by me. You're as firm as an oak.



Applejack: You know, getting a genuine compliment out of you was the last thing I expected to experience here. Now move to another part of the wall and get your arm off my apples.



Rarity: Suit yourself, bumpkin.





