"It happens every now and again," she said with a laugh as you watched the coffee pour into her shoulder and dissipate into her translucent body like fading fog. "One of those overly adventurous types comes through the woods swinging their sword and going on about monsters and beasts and treasure and whatever. I remember this one mare just kept slicing over and over and I just said 'lady, that's a rapier. It's meant for thrusting, not slashing. Also I'm made out of liquid.' Speaking of liquid, this coffee is really good. Anyway, I got so sick to death of her swinging that thing through me I just melted and acted like I was slain. Sometimes you just need to give the baby the bottle, right? So how's your week going? Last time you were very excited about getting to meet Princess Celestia. How did that go?"