Twilight Sparkle: Woo.
Rainbow Dash: Are you okay?
Twilight Sparkle: Hee hee.
Rainbow Dash: You’re already tipsy. You shouldn’t have any more.
Twilight Sparkle: But it makes me feel so…numb.
Twilight Sparkle: Like I can’t even think about all those problems in the back of my mind.
Rainbow Dash: …what? Wait, you’re enjoying being drunk?
Twilight Sparkle: You’re not planning your brother’s wedding while you optimize your spell list and weighing your tax options?
Rainbow Dash: Ugh! Twilight, your breath!
Twilight Sparkle: Oh, I’m sorry, obviously the scent of my mouth is the most important thing here.
Rainbow Dash: How much alcohol did she PUT in your drink?
Twilight Sparkle: Pinkie Pie is the most important thing here. Tonight. I asked our DM to take tonight off, for Pinkie’s sake.
Rainbow Dash: So you’re saying you were drunk off your behind before you got here.
Twilight Sparkle: I was no more Twilight than I usually am.
Twilight Sparkle: Drunk. I mean drunk.