"It was another usual day at the office. checking the shipments of apples,ingredient inventory , reading files on suspects. Busy work you know. I was gettin' ready to pick up my only Sister Apple Bloom from school when she came in. Rarity. She was in the edge of the residential area of the town. As owner of a boutique she was always dressed as sharp as pruning sheers. Like pruning sheers she liked to clean up your looks. She wasn't afraid to tell you if she disagrees with your idea of grooming, or lack there of. It was one of her traits that I'm reluctant to come to terms from. In fact I was wondering why she wore a nice white skirt and purple blouse to this dirty office. At least she had that same look of confidence. I liked that about her."