Come on! If we hurry,
we can get there before the paper's
even delivered to Rarity's house.
Maybe she won't read the article.
I'm pretty sure Rarity's gonna read a review
of her new boutique in Manehattan.
I still can't believe we all just blabbed
everything that happened to that reporter.
I just hope it doesn't end up being an article
about how her friends almost ruined the opening.
I think you're all overreacting.
Rarity's our friend.
If anyone's gonna understand, it'll be her.
I was wondering when all of you were going to show up.
Now we can all read the review together!
Um, I have an idea. How 'bout we don't read it.
What she means is, before you read it,
we should probably tell you about—
No, no, darling. Please, no spoilers.
But—
NO SPOILERS!
Now, is everypony ready to hear
what I'm sure is a stellar review that describes
in stunning detail exactly how each
of you contributed to the successful
opening of Rarity For You?
Many a pony has tried their hoof at joining
the ranks of the elite fashion trendsetters currently ensconced
in the boutiques of Manehattan's famed Saddle Row.
Some might say it's the ultimate
achievement in Equestrian fashion,
and never before has a reporter
been granted such unfettered, behind-the-scenes access until now!
I wish it had been more fettered.
Oh, uh... ah...
I sat down with...
...Rarity and her friends after
the opening to get the inside scoop, and what a scoop it was!
Okay, kid, ya successfully opened a shop in Manehattan
and that's no mean feat!
Most ponies might wonder what it feels like.
Here's how it's gonna be :
I'm gonna interview you and your friends
so I can paint a picture of how it all came together.
A word picture, mind you, not an actual picture.
Any questions?
Well, I was wondering—
Let's get started. Ms. Rarity,
you've got shops all over Equestria,
but this was your first time
trying to make it in the big city.
What made ya think you could
tackle it on your own?
Well, I wouldn't say all over Equestria.
I just have two other boutiques:
one in my hometown of Ponyville,
and one in Canterlot.
Uh, still, when I decided to open this one,
I was nothing but confident.
Let's just say that if I could choose,
I probably wouldn't do it that way again.
Well, it wasn't the funnest party ever...
It was plum-puckered, pig-pushin' disaster!
After a lifetime of awesome, I think everypony's
allowed to mess up every now and then, right?
Wait, are you writing this down?
Um, it didn't go exactly how I thought it would,
but it, um, started out all right.
Welcome to Saddle Row, an entire street
lined with the most fashionable
boutiques in all of Equestria!
If it's supposed to be the
most fashionable block of shops,
where's Stinky Bottom's Discount Hat Emporium?
I suppose it didn't make the cut.
Here it is!
Rarity For You!
Rarity, it's lovely.
Are you sure you'll be ready to open tonight?
ACHOO!
No need to fret over a mere
moderate amount of preparation.
My clothes arrive soon, my sales associate after that,
and with a little... dusting, we'll be ready
for the grand opening tonight.
Rarity! So good to see you!
Your store,
it's going to be a very good place, I think!
Mr. Stripes owns the building.
He's a very pleasant landlord.
Although, he can be pushy at times.
Okay, all the time.
You've met my daughter, the apple of my ear,
the hay in my hoof?
You will let her work with you.
It's just, I'm dreadfully busy preparing
for tonight's grand opening, as you can see.
There are only two things I love more than being pushy.
One is my daughter, the other is miniature doll furniture.
And I would sell my mini-furniture
collection to make my daughter happy.
You understand?
I'm sorry. I just don't think it's going to be possible.
Let me say another way...
Hire her, or I raise rent until you no can afford!
Oh, uh, welcome aboard.
First idea!
Instead of clothes, we sell glow-in-the-dark teeth!
Like this.
But they glow in the dark!
Golly, what a splendid idea!
Glow-in-the-dark teeth!
What was she thinking?!
Aah! Fluttershy, your assistance
is required in the stock room, posthaste.
Aw, hello.
But what are they doing here?
Smoky made too much noise eating garbage,
so Softpad's mother made them move out of the trashcan.
Then Smoky Jr. found a nice home
in the crawl space behind the building.
But Mr.
Stripes demolished it, so they were
temporarily camped out in the back
until they found a new place to live.
No, no, no! I can't have a family of
rubbish-scented raccoons living my boutique!
Uh, did you hear that?
Heh. Turns out there's a Club Pony Party Palace upstairs.
Turns out there's a Club Pony Party Palace upstairs!
I'm sorry. Could you please ask her to turn it down?
Could you ask her to turn it down, please?
Turn it down, please!
Oh, please!
Ugh! Foals today listen to their
so-called "music" far too loud.
I realize that makes me sound like an old mare.
But this is business!
I wish we were having as much fun as they are.
Well, sweeping can be fun, too.
♫ Sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep. ♫
♫ Sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep... ♫
Only Twilight could make a dance remix about sweeping.
I mean how lame is that?
Yeah. It wasn't even catchy.
Nope.
♫ Sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep... ♫
♫ Sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep, ♫
♫ sweep, sweep, sweep, ♫ ♫ sweep, sweep, sweep... ♫
Apparently, DJ Pon-3 has a residency
at the Party Palace upstairs,
but security won't let me speak to her.
Aah! What in the name of Celestia was that?!
You know how most stores has
a little jingle-bell when the door opens?
Ahem.
I thought we should have something
with a little more pizzazz!
So, I installed one of Daddy's antique horns.
We'll have to do something about that,
after I think of a way to quiet down that music.
And after I finish designing the window display!
Wait, is this my
merchandise shipment from Ponyville?
It's completely disorganized!
Gesundheit! Oh, Miss Pommel!
I'm so glad to see you!
Now, as the sole sales associate at Rarity For You,
I hate to add to your already
overflowing plate of responsibilites,
but it looks as though we have just
a tad more to do before tonight than I thought.
Actually, I— I can't work tonight.
Oh? Why not?
Feel better, my sweet.
We'll manage without you...
somehow.
And we'll manage glowing teeth and car horns
and disorganized clothes and dance music!
Am I forgetting anything?
What am I going to do?!
Well, opening a store in Manehattan is a pretty big deal.
It's natural that Rarity would be a
liiiiiiiiittle stressed about how it was going.
(Since it wasn't going well.)
Still, I think she handled it all right.
My dream is doomed! Doomed, I tell you!
Doomed!
I know things haven't gone perfectly so far,
but we've done this kind of thing before.
If we all work together—
I appreciate the offer, but this is Manehattan.
To make it in the fashion scene here, everything has to be perfect.
The perfect location.
The perfect clothes!
The perfect opening!
Maybe we should just postpone.
Postpone?!
Darling, tonight is the last night of the fall season.
If we don't open tonight, it won't be...
Perfect.
Yes. I know what needs to be done.
I just need more of me!
Oh, how I wish I could make copies of myself!
Yeah. Making copies of yourself
always sounds like a great idea,
but before you know it,
you're locked in a room with fifty Pinkie Pies watching paint dry.
We can do this. And we can stay true to your vision.
You'd do that? Fluttershy, you'll handle those...
strong-smelling raccoons for me?
Of course.
Leave Plaid Stripes to me.
I'll handle her and her, uh, "good ideas".
Ooh ooh ooh! And I can go upstairs
to that non-stop party and have tons of fun
and eat some cake and set off party cannons and—
And then make them be quiet.
I'm pretty sure I know somepony
who wouldn't mind organizing this merchandise shipment for you.
I'm talking about myself.
Oh, please, let me organize it!
This all sounds splendid, but I don't even have a single employee,
and I need the best of the best.
Leave the hiring to me.
Oh! This is it, my dears.
If you can handle these problems,
I'll focus on the designs
of the front window display.
We'll show Manehattan what
Rarity For You is all about!
Oh, what would I do without you?
What would she do without us?
Huh.
Lemme think.
Darlings, I'm absolutely doomed, doomed, doomed!
I sound just like her!
Hey, you're not writing this down, are you?
Now for the perfect window display.
Hmm.
Oh, I can't really stop a super fun party
in the middle of mega-happy fun times, can I?!
Oh, what would Rarity want?!
Keep that party going till the break of dawn!
Really?
Indubitably! And as for the roof, get piggy!
Raise it, Pinkie!
Raise it like you've never raised it before!
Oh! If you say so!
Oh, please, Pinkie Pie.
Never in a million years would I say such balderdash!
Oh.
Obviously, DJ Pon-3 only plays the sickest of beats.
I just wouldn't want her to miss out
on the coolest new music straight
from the back-alley underground, zip-zap party scene!
I'd play the whole thing if I were you,
no matter what other ponies think.
Awww.
Rarity For You is only hiring the best of the best,
and to me, that means the fastest.
Now, uh, before we begin, uh...
Am I doing this right?
What would Rarity want?
New plan!
Who can the first one to tell me what fabric this is?
That's organza.
Are you sure?
It's a thin, plain weave.
Sheer fabric traditionally made from silk, so...
yeah.
I don't know the first thing about clothes.
Pretty much all I can do is look at something
and tell you if it's clothes or not.
This chair?
Not clothes.
See if you can keep up with me here.
What are all clothes made of?
Uh, fabric?
Bingo! But not in this store, unh-unh.
Not anymore.
Oh no?
Two words for you:
Spoon clothes.
All our clothes will be made of spoons!
What would Rarity want?
You know, I like you, Plaid Stripes.
If it were up to me, we'd have
a spoon clothes store right next to
Stinky Bottom's Discount Hat Emporium.
But it ain't up to me, so the answer is no.
Personally, I think spoon clothes ain't such a bad idea.
Useful, too.
Eatin' soup, stirrin' gumbo, diggin' little holes.
There. Perfect. Although, what would Rarity want?
Maybe she wouldn't like it done by color.
Guess I have to start over!
Hello, Smoky, Softpad, Smoky Jr.?
I have some... interesting news.
I, oh...
I'd like you all to stay here forever, but...
What would Rarity want?
You have to move out!
A window display is the first thing customers see,
and if they like it, they'll walk inside
and experience the glory that is my boutique.
I don't know which one of you to hire!
Just...
keep guessing fabrics!
Daddy, Rarity's friend doesn't like my ideas!
Spoon clothes is good idea!
Oh no! Not a shopping music mashup!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
House is full!
When you write the story,
could you maybe skip over the part where
we locked Rarity in the window display?
Hello? The door appears to be stuck!
Yep. We're workin' on it!
Hmm. Well, shouldn't let this time go to waste.
How did this happen?
I shut down the party.
I told Plaid Stripes no.
I asked the raccoons to leave.
I asked a lot of fabric questions.
Just like I thought Rarity would want!
Rarity asked us to help her
with everything because she knows all of us so well.
She knows how much you care for animals.
She trusts you to solve the problem your way.
Maybe we should all do the same.
Doing this our way is what Rarity wants.
It's not too late.
Let's all dig in and we can fix this.
Before Rarity finds out how bad we messed up.
I'm sorry I asked you to leave.
The place is yours, if you wanna stay.
Though, I would like to ask you all one favor.
I'm sorry I made you play that unfunny,
super-boring music.
But if you're up for it,
I have an idea to make the party even better!
Okay, I don't get fabric, but I do get speed.
And I need somepony fast enough
to help all the customers Rarity's gonna have.
So...
First one to the river and back gets the job!
It's a race!
Go!
Mr. Stripes, I owe your daughter an apology.
She's got good ideas, and I should give 'em a chance.
So here's what I'm thinkin'.
Perfect!
Wow, looks like we fixed that door just in time!
Oh! What's all this?
The whole place organized by style,
cross-referenced by size,
and reverse-indexed by fabric.
She'll be able to find anything in three seconds flat!
It was some of my best work.
Oh! I knew I could count on you!
Right...
I suppose this is the moment of truth...
Rarity For You is now open!
Oh dear! I wasn't quite prepared for such a crowd!
How will I handle it all?
My name's Blue Bobbin,
I'll be your personal shopping assistant this evening.
Right this way, everypony,
and one of our talented salesponies can help you out!
Honestly, they were all pretty slow.
But they finished the race!
Plus they knew a lot more
about fabric than I did.
So, I hired them all!
The way I see it, Rarity designs fashion,
DJ Pon-3 designs beats.
What better combination than a boutique dance club?
After a quick bath,
they were more than willing to help!
Ah, a blue corn reduction with shallot confi!
But how could I possibly enjoy it without a-
Spoon?
Heh, told you spoon clothes
ain't such a bad idea.
Oh, exquisite! This is the most whimsical
and wonderfully fashionable boutique I've ever seen!
In the end, Rarity's grand opening was a smashing success!
True, it got off to a rocky start,
but somehow this rag-tag group of ne'er-do-wells...
Oh, heavens, I think he means you.
...came together and created the perfect boutique,
a vision of Rarity, combined in the expertise of her friends!
This reporter, for one, is a believer.
Why didn't you tell me there were so many problems?
We all figured you had enough on your mind.
And we didn't want you
to think that the opening wasn't perfect.
Ne'er-do-wells' or not,
I know I can always count on all of you.
Nothing could be more perfect than that.
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