Rarity: (Smelling the basket) Fresh banana bred, mangos and salmon sandwiches.
 
Dracko: (smelling too) Mmm, smells good.
 
Rarity: The first picnic of the dry season. I thought those mouths of rain would never end. But this, this is wonderful, romantic, intimate. Just you and me…
 
(Trambor arrives)
 
Rarity: and a seven tons Amarga.
 
Trambor: Six and a half tons. I’ve slim. (Then, he takes the picnic basket and eat it.) Thanks for invite me, Dracko. You’re the best frend of a long neck did i.
 
Dracko: I hope you don’t mind.
 
Rarity: Of course not, while we are together and the sun shines, I am happy.