No Need for Boyfriends!
written by
Tabby
"La de da," Tabby hummed as she and Sugarberry sat in the waiting room of the
hospital. While out skating that night, Tiffany had
gotten a bad case of frost-bite and her two friends had had to take her into the hospital.
"I hope she's okay," Sugarberry commented with concern. They had been waiting quite
a long time already for their friend to come
back out.
"I told her it was too cold to skate!" Tabby sighed. "And this is what it got us."
The two sat in silence for awhile. Sugarberry looked up. "Oh, there she is!" she
exclaimed. Tiffany was being escorted back out
into the waiting room by the doctor.
"Ah, girls," Tiffany gasped as she joined back up with Tabby and Sugarberry. "It's taken
all the energy out of me."
"You'll be all right, won't you?" Sugarberry questioned.
"Yes, but right now I just feel like resting... help me back to the Royal Paradise, would
you?" Tiffany requested.
"Okay, okay, so come on," said Tabby as she started dragging the princess out of the
building with Sugarberry helping.
* * *
The next evening, Tiffany was feeling a bit better and she, Tabby, and Sugarberry were
hanging out at the Satin Slipper Sweet
Shoppe.
"The doctor I had was so cute," Tiffany gushed.
Tabby raised her eyes. "Why does that not surprise me?" she said dryly.
"In fact..." Tiffany continued, "he asked who the ‘beautiful pink unicorn' was."
Tabby opened her eyes wide in alarm as Sugarberry smiled at her friend. "My,
Tabby!"
"This is not what I need!" Tabby's eyes flashed.
"Come on, Tabby," Tiffany prodded. "It's about time you met up with a handsome
stallion."
"Not in my lifetime!" Tabby declared recklessly.
"I agree with Tiffany," Sugarberry said. "You've got to become interested in someone
someday."
"And also..." Tiffany looked over at Tabby. "I've scheduled to have a small dinner
party tomorrow evening at the Royal
Paradise."
"Oh really?"
"Among the guests, you and the doctor are invited," Tiffany finished.
"Why don't you go, Tab," Sugarberry encouraged.
Tabby tapped her hoof on the table. "You're not getting me to any dinner party,
especially not with that doctor around!"
"Think about it, Tabitha. Think about it," Tiffany said as she waved her hoof through
the air.
* * *
The night after that, the conversation she had had with Tiffany had completely slipped
Tabby's mind. When she and Sugarberry
went to the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe for their daily visit, they noted that Tiffany wasn't
there.
"Weird," Tabby commented.
"Creepy," Sugarberry agreed.
"It's not like her not to show up," Tabby said. "Where could she be?"
Sugarberry wrinkled her brow. "Wasn't she having some sort of a party or
something?"
Tabby waved her hoof in dismissal. "No, no, that was next week. I think... well,
anyway, I say we go over to the Royal Paradise
and see what she's up to."
"All right," Sugarberry shrugged. And off they went.
* * *
Upon arrival, Tabby knocked her hoof on the Royal Paradise's door. It was opened
immediately by Tiffany, who was decked out in
fancy jewelry and an ornate hair style. "Tabby! You decided to come, after all!" the princess
greeted her brightly.
Tabby stared back at Sugarberry. "What do you mean, ‘come'?" she demanded. "We
just came to see why you weren't at the Satin
Slipper Sweet Shoppe."
Tiffany shook her head. "Don't you remember? I'm having my dinner party tonight...
the one I invited you and the doctor
to."
Tabby groaned. What a mess this was going to be! "No way, Tiff! I'm not setting a
hoof inside!"
Sugarberry stood back in silence.
"The doctor is very anxious to meet you," Tiffany prodded.
"That makes it even worse! That does it, I'm leaving this second!" Tabby was just
about to turn around when Tiffany made an
offer.
"Not yet, Tabitha! I'll make a deal with you-- if you attend the full party, I'll buy you all
the new My Little People that come out
for a full year."
Tabby stopped in her tracks. "Everything, huh? Does that mean every doll, every
puzzle, every watch, every miscellaneous item,
everything...?"
"Everything," Tiffany assured her. "For a full, entire year."
"Hmm." Tabby paused in thought. "Everything..."
"Will you agree to it?" Tiffany said anxiously.
Tabby sighed. "I know I'm going to regret it... but for the My Little People, I'll do it.
Sugarberry can come in too, can't
she?"
"Oh, yes, of course," Tiffany said.
"And about this doctor... doesn't he have a name?"
Tiffany paused and looked around nervously. The guests inside were milling around
behind her, waiting for something to happen.
"Umm..." she wracked her brains. "It's..." In the end, she just turned to the group and raised her
hooves high. "Just mingle, everyone! Get to know
one another, and then we'll sit down to eat." With that, she pushed Tabby and Sugarberry
inside.
"I've got a bad feeling about this," Tabby whispered to her friend.
"It'll be fun!" Sugarberry encouraged her.
"And it's getting worse," Tabby said in a low tone. Someone was approaching them... a
dark purple stallion, with bright yellow
mane and tail.
"Why, hello," the stallion greeted Tabby. "And you're Tabby?"
"Yeah," Tabby said grimly. "Who're you?"
The stallion blinked slowly. "I'm..."
Tabby shook her head in exasperation at Sugarberry. "He can't even remember his own
name," she complained.
"I'm sorry, but I was stunned into silence by your beauty," the stallion continued.
"You don't have to lay it on so thick," Tabby groaned.
"But I'm known as Toby," the stallion finished as he took Tabby's hoof in his.
Tabby wrenched it away immediately and shuddered. Then without another word, she
scurried away to the far side of the
room.
"Sorry about her," Sugarberry said apologetically. "She tends to get rather...
umm..."
"Yes, well, I'm hoping to get to know her better," Toby said.
"Uhh... yeah," Sugarberry stammered, knowing her friend's distaste of romance.
Meanwhile, Tabby was slowly inching her way towards the door, hoping no one was
noticing her.
"Your friend seems rather... skittish tonight," Toby commented as he watched her.
"Oh, well..." Sugarberry searched for an excuse. "Really, she's not usually this
bad."
At that point, Tiffany entered the room. "Dinner will be served shortly! Follow me into
the dining room; there are name cards set
out at the seats." Noticing Tabby at the door, she added, "And Tabby, you are not leaving."
"But I just remembered that I have something of extreme importance to do at home,"
Tabby defended herself. "I've really gotta run,
like, so..."
"No, no, you can't do that!" Tiffany shook her head. "Or you won't get your My Little
People," she added in a lower tone.
Tabby considered this threat. Maybe the My Little People would make this evening
worth it... "All right," she sighed as she
followed the group into the dining room.
"Now, we'll have to do a slight rearranging of chairs, with Tabby and Sugarberry here,"
Tiffany said as she surveyed the table.
"Tabby will be seated next to Toby, and Sugarberry will have my seat. Move, Bushwoolies,
move! Arrange the chairs!" The Bushwoolies scurried
around, doing what they were commanded to.
Tabby sat back in her chair with a grim expression on her face. "Could you try to look
more cheerful?" Sugarberry pleaded with
her.
Tabby's frown didn't go away. The main course was served (which happened to be
chicken and potatoes, Tabby's two
favorites).
"And I hear you work at the vet clinic," Toby directed at Tabby, attempting to strike up
a conversation.
Tabby, however, wasn't listening. She was watching one of the chairs across the table
intently. It was Clever Clover's seat, but he
was stooped over and appeared to be fiddling with something under the table. "What is that pony
up to?" she said outloud to no one in
particular.
"Clever Clover!" Tiffany exclaimed. "What are you doing?"
"Playing with Theodora," Clever Clover explained as he sat up straight in his chair
again. "She's under the table." Theodora was
Tiffany's pet cat.
Tiffany frowned and looked at Clever Clover disapprovingly, but her smile returned
when she realized how cute he was. "Oh, that's
fine," she said happily. "Continue on with the dinner, everyone."
"Do you know that Clever Clover?" Toby questioned Tabby.
"Why, yes!" Tabby said brightly. "He's a good friend of ours. Isn't he, Sugarberry?"
She nudged her friend.
"He gets kind of strange sometimes, but we like him," Sugarberry explained. "He's an
archeologist."
"Interesting," Toby murmured.
The dinner continued like this, Tabby acting very disinterested. Finally, when all the
dishes were cleared away, Tiffany announced,
"And now we will play a game! Tabby, it's the My Little People game!"
Tabby couldn't stand being there any longer. "Oh, no, not me," she said, backing away
out into the hallway. "I'm out a' here! I've
got important matters to attend to at home." She dashed out the door, leaving the group
aghast.
* * *
"Tabby, that wasn't very nice of you," Sugarberry said crossly the next day at work as
Tabby arrived at the clinic. "You should
have stayed for the game."
"I stayed long enough for me," Tabby said haughtily.
Sugarberry snorted. "You missed out on a lot of fun. And..." She paused. "Since you
didn't stay for the game, Tiffany said she
wouldn't buy you all the My Little People for a year."
Tabby's eyes gleamed with fury. "What? What do you mean? That can't be!"
"And frankly, I agree with her," Sugarberry said disapprovingly.
"So I spent that whole evening for nothing!" Tabby moaned. "This is disgusting."
"And what were those ‘important matters' you had to attend to at home?" Sugarberry
demanded.
"I had forgotten to clean Callie's litter box," Tabby explained.
"Ha! You're just making that up. It's not like she uses her litter box anyway."
Tabby glared at Sugarberry. "Are you insulting my cat or something?"
Sugarberry shrugged. "Well, it is the truth."
Tabby flicked her tail in anger and stormed off into her office.
"What's up?" Thomas said, slightly dazed as he entered the room.
Sugarberry sighed. "Tabby is just being obstinate, like she always is."
"What happened this time?"
"Well," Sugarberry started out, "we went to a dinner party at Tiffany's last night."
"Tabby at a dinner party?" Thomas raised his eyes.
"Yes, see, Tabby only went because Tiffany promised to buy her all the My Little
People for a year," Sugarberry explained. "And
then she was rude to the doctor Tiffany wanted to fix her up with."
Thomas snapped his head around. "A doctor?"
"His name's Toby," Sugarberry supplied. "Tabby left right after supper, and didn't stay
around to play the game, since she was
getting fed up with Toby. So then Tiffany and I agreed that she wouldn't get her My Little People
since she didn't stick around for the whole
thing."
Thomas's eyes gleamed with jealousy, as he rather liked Tabby himself and didn't want
this doctor to win her. "In that case, I'm
glad she didn't stay at the party!" And then he stormed off.
Sugarberry sighed again. Working here sure got... interesting.
* * *
A week passed. Sugarberry, Tiffany, and Tabby all made up and Tabby was getting
used to the fact that she wasn't getting her My
Little People. It was in the evening, and Tiffany and Clever Clover were out ice-skating. Tabby
and Sugarberry stood off on the sidelines,
watching.
After Clever Clover left, Tiffany walked over to her two friends with a dreamy
expression on her face. "Isn't Clever Clover a
wonderful pony?"
"He is fun to be around," Sugarberry admitted.
"Yeah, sure," Tabby snorted. "Didn't get frost-bit this time, did you?"
"Oh, no, not with Clever Clover at my side," Tiffany explained.
Tabby laughed out loud. "So ol' Cleve Clove prevents frost-bite, does he?"
"When I'm with him, I'm surrounded with a warm glow that fights off the cold," Tiffany
said.
"Oh, man, that's funny!" Tabby giggled uncontrollably.
Tiffany glanced over at Sugarberry and winked. "But it's true. You ought to try it with
Thomas or Toby someday."
Tabby's expression turned grim. "How many times do I have to tell you guys? You're
not getting me into any romance!"
This time it was Tiffany and Sugarberry's time to giggle. "No, really, we just like
bugging you about it. You tap your hoof on the
ground so cute--" Tiffany said.
"And your eyes gleam with fire," Sugarberry added.
Tabby's eyes gleamed with fire as she tapped her hoof on the ground. "Just leave me
alone about it, would you?" And with that,
she trotted off into the cold night.
* * *
It was not surprising when the three friends got together at the Satin Slipper Sweet
Shoppe the next time-- that was what they did
pretty much every night. Once they were seated, Tiffany said, "I heard the most exciting
news!"
Sugarberry instantly perked up. "What is it?"
"Princess Sparkle is having a dance party in a week in honor of her birthday," Tiffany
announced. "Everyone will be invited; the
invitations will be sent out tomorrow but I found out early."
"That should be fun!" Sugarberry exclaimed.
Tabby sighed. "It's just another dance."
"I'm sure Clever Clover will accompany me," Tiffany said.
"And I'll most likely go with Quarterback," Sugarberry piped up.
Two pairs of eyes swung around to look at Tabby.
Tabby blinked slowly. "What?" she said innocently.
"Your date to the dance. Who will it be?" Sugarberry questioned.
"You can have your pick of either Thomas or Toby," Tiffany prodded on.
Tabby put up her defenses. "Who said I have to have a date in the first place?" she said,
glaring.
"Come on, Tabby!" Tiffany exclaimed. "You've got to."
"And I simply could not stand that Toby at the dinner party," Tabby went on.
Sugarberry rolled her eyes. "That's just because he likes you. I thought he was awfully
nice."
"How about Thomas? Can you stand him?" Tiffany asked.
"Not if he asks me to the dance I can't!" Tabby declared.
"Why is it you're so against dating, Tabby?" Sugarberry questioned.
"Because it's so much fun annoying you all," Tabby explained.
"Really," Tiffany sighed. "That's not a good reason."
"Oh, yes it is!" With that, Tabby abruptly pushed back her seat and hurriedly left the
shop.
* * *
A few days later, the three were gathered at Tabby's house in the evening playing the
My Little People board-game.
"Yes! I'm in the lead!" Tiffany cheered.
"Not for long!" Tabby said as she rolled the dice.
At that moment, the doorbell chimed. "Oh, be right back," Tabby said as she jumped up
from her seat to answer the door.
Tabby pulled open the door and frowned when she saw who it was. It was the
mysterious cloaked figure that delivered flowers. No
one knew much about him.
"I have a flower delivery for Miss Tabitha," the cloaked figure said simply.
"Fine," Tabby snarled as she took the long white flower box from the figure. He turned
away and ran back to his cart.
"Who was it?" Sugarberry called as Tabby returned to the table.
Tabby set the box down on the table. "It was the flower deliverer," she said
grimly.
"Oh, Tabby!" Tiffany exclaimed with glee. "Who're they from?"
Tabby slowly opened the lid to reveal a beautiful bouquet of red roses. She pulled the
card out of the envelope and slowly read it.
"They're from Toby," she said as she slammed the note down onto the table. "And he's asking me
to the dance."
"Are you going to accept?" Tiffany asked anxiously. "Sugarberry and I are taking bets
on who you'll end up going with. I'm
guessing Toby--"
"And I think it'll be Thomas," Sugarberry finished.
"Well, I'm not going with anyone!" Tabby snarled. "And that's final. Sugarberry, you
can take the roses home with you. I don't
want them..."
* * *
Hey, guess where Tabby was headed the next evening? You got it, the Satin Slipper
Sweet Shoppe, obviously. She arrived there
and ordered her strawberry sundae, and glanced around the room to see if any of her friends were
around. She saw Sugarberry and Tiffany sitting at a
table, and froze when she saw who was sitting across from them. Toby.
"Great, they set this up, I'm sure of it!" Tabby groaned outloud. She was about to make
a run for it, but Sugarberry was already
waving at her to join them. Tiffany jumped up and dragged her over to the table and plopped her
down into one of the empty seats.
"You two!" Tabby snarled.
"Hello again, Tabby," Toby greeted her.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Tabby said, flashing an angry glance in his direction.
"You seem rather upset about something... did you get the flowers from me?"
"Yes, and I am not-- I repeat, not, going--"
"Is there room for one more?" said a very annoyed Thomas.
Sugarberry and Tiffany looked at each other. "Why, certainly!" Sugarberry said quickly
and pulled out an empty chair.
"So, Tabby..." Thomas started as he took the seat.
Tabby was at wit's ends. She was going insane... it was highly exasperating having guys
fight over you. Before any more words
were spoken, she made yet another abrupt exit from the shop.
* * *
Tabby was nerve-wracked the next day while working at the clinic. Oh, man, she was
confused. Her mind was really going.
That evening, though, of course, she joined Tiffany and Sugarberry to go to the Satin
Slipper Sweet Shoppe.
"Maybe Clever Clover'll be here," Tiffany said dreamily as they entered the shop.
Tabby glanced around the tables and saw something that made her secretly smile. "Oh,
Tiff, it looks like he is. Over there." She
pointed to one of the corner tables.
Tiffany glanced over as well. She gasped. "Why... why... no! That can't be!"
Tabby couldn't hold back her snickers. Clever Clover looked like he was in deep
conversation with Berry Bright.
"Maybe it's not as bad as it looks," Sugarberry said hopefully.
"I'll go see him!" Tabby offered as she trotted over to Clever Clover's table, leaving
Tiffany with her mouth hanging open
wide.
"Hey, Cleve Clove!" Tabby greeted her friend. "Whatcha up to?"
"I'm just on a date with Berry Bright," Clever Clover explained.
"Hi," Berry Bright said.
Tabby raised her eyes. "Hmm... what happened to Tiffany?"
"Oh, she's a good friend and all, but I like Berry Bright too," Clever Clover went on to
explain.
"A good friend!" Tiffany stormed; she and Sugarberry had followed Tabby over.
"We're going over to see a movie after this," Clever Clover said.
"It'd be wise to take Tiffany with you," Tabby advised. "Otherwise things might get
ugly... or you could just avoid her."
"Oh, I'd love to go to a movie with you!" Tiffany exclaimed suddenly.
"Sugarberry and I will come too; won't we, Sugarberry?" Tabby stared over at her
friend.
"Sure!" Sugarberry said excitedly. "What're you going to see?"
"The Prince of Egypt," Clever Clover said. "It's supposed to be good."
"Well, come on, gang!" Tiffany prodded them on. "Let's get going!"
The group departed for the movie, and Tabby inwardly groaned when Thomas joined
them. When they got there, Tiffany
immediately sat down next to Clever Clover, with Berry Bright on his other side. Tabby was
careful to seat herself between Berry Bright and
Sugarberry, leaving Thomas on the end.
They sat through the movie, and afterwards decided to go to Pony Hut for dinner.
"What a great movie," Sugarberry sighed as they made there way to the
restaurant.
"Yes, it was terribly good," Tabby agreed.
Their seating arrangement was much the same at Pony Hut. Tiffany looked over at the
table next to theirs and silently steamed.
There sat Ivy and a bunch of the other girls from Friendship Gardens.
"Hey, Clever Clover!" Ivy called over to him. Clever Clover waved back in
acknowledgment.
Tabby ordered the salad bar, which she preferred to the pizza. There was no long wait.
"Tabby, there's no lettuce in that salad,"
Tiffany pointed out.
"There's no need for lettuce when you have all the other good stuff!" Tabby declared
insanely.
During the rest of the evening, Tiffany steamed with jealousy. Clever Clover kept
talking with the girls from Friendship Gardens.
She clung to his side, and kept making comments on what he said. Clever Clover, however, didn't
seem to be noticing her very much. He was
clinging to Berry Bright.
It was Tabby's turn to laugh this time. "Clever Clover and Berry Bright, we're heading
back home," Morning Glory declared.
"Want to come with us?"
"Sure!" Berry Bright said as she and Clever Clover prepared to leave with the rest of the
Friendship Gardens ponies. They
departed.
This left no one for Tiffany to cling to but Thomas. "Had any interesting patients at the
clinic?" she asked him, batting her
eyelashes.
Tabby and Sugarberry whispered among themselves. "That Tiffany!" Tabby said
gleefully. "I wonder what she'll do about Cleve
Clove?"
"I wouldn't bug her about it," Sugarberry advised. "She's mad enough as it is."
Anyway, they talked on for awhile longer. "Thomas, you'll walk me home, won't you?"
Tiffany finally questioned.
Thomas looked undecided as he glanced over at Tabby. ‘Sure," he said at long
last.
"Come on, Sugarberry, let's get out of here!" Tabby grabbed her friend's hoof and
dragged her out of the restaurant.
* * *
"Remind me never to get stuck with Tiffany again," Thomas declared the next day at the
clinic.
"She's such a flirt, isn't she?" Sugarberry said sympathetically.
Tabby just snickered and ran off into her office.
"She seems awfully skittish lately," Thomas commented.
"She's avoiding you so you can't ask her out to the dance," Sugarberry explained.
"I thought so," Thomas sighed.
* * *
That evening, Tiffany called up Clever Clover. "Oh, Clever Clover! What are you up to
tonight?"
"What did you think of the movie last night?" Clever Clover said excitedly.
"Oh, it was okay," Tiffany said.
" ‘Okay'?" Clever Clover said in disbelief. "Just ‘okay'? It was excellent!" After a
pause, he added, "Berry Bright thought so,
too."
Tiffany suddenly perked up. "Did I say ‘okay'? I meant it was totally fabulous! The
best movie I've seen in a long time."
"That's better," Clever Clover said in satisfaction. "I can't wait until it comes out on
video."
"I'll be one of the first to buy a copy," Tiffany declared breathlessly.
"Berry Bright is hoping to buy all the dolls from it at Pony-Mart," Clever Clover
added.
Tiffany clenched her jaw. Why must he keep bringing up Berry Bright? "So, what'll
you be doing tomorrow evening?"
"Practicing my bagpipes," Clever Clover responded immediately.
"Oh, your bagpipes!" Tiffany exclaimed. "I simply love listening to you play on them.
Would you mind if I came over to
watch?"
"Well, sure, if you want to," Clever Clover said. "I wouldn't think it'd be that exciting
for you to do."
"I'll have a wonderful time, I'm sure!" Tiffany said brightly. "See you then!"
"Good night, Tiffany," Clever Clover said as he hung up the phone.
* * *
The next night, Tiffany had just arrived at Clever Clover's house in Friendship Gardens.
As soon as she entered the living room
where the bagpipe music was coming from, she bristled with anger. There on the couch sat Berry
Bright.
"Hello, Tiffany!" Berry Bright greeted her.
"What's she doing here?" Tiffany asked Clever Clover through clenched
jaws.
"Why, she's a good friend of mine, too," Clever Clover said, setting down his bagpipes
for the moment.
"Do you like her even more than me?" Tiffany questioned, her eyes looking
pitiful.
"We did grow up together," Clever Clover explained. "I like you both."
In silence, Tiffany sat next to Berry Bright and listed to Clever Clover on his bagpipes
for several hours.
* * *
Much later that same night, after Tiffany was back at the Royal Paradise, she received a
call from Tabby. "Hey, Tiff! I heard you
were going over to Clever Clover's tonight. How'd it go?"
"Berry Bright was there," Tiffany sighed.
Tabby paused. "Hmm," she said thoughtfully. Actually, she was wondering which one
of them to root for.
"She has the advantage over me," Tiffany complained. "She lives so much closer to him
than I do."
"Well, maybe he's not the pony for you," Tabby suggested.
"But he's so cute," Tiffany said dreamily.
"There's plenty of others to choose from. Why not hook up with someone closer to
home?"
"Closer to home? Someone like... doctor Toby?"
"Just a suggestion," Tabby said lightly. To herself, she thought, If she gets together
with him, then that's one of them off my
tail... then I'd only have to worry about Thomas. "I'd be glad to get him to quit following
me."
"I'd think you'd be glad to have such a handsome stallion following you," Tiffany said
disapprovingly. "But then... Toby and
Tiffany... it has a certain ring to it, doesn't it?"
"It sure does," Tabby said in total agreement. "Go for it, Tiff!"
"All right, Tabitha!" Tiffany said, with renewed energy. "Good night!"
"Good night, Tiff!"
* * *
The following evening when Tabby arrived at the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe, she
looked around and grinned with pleasure. There,
seated at one of the tables, were Toby and Tiffany. And they looked like they were having a good
time.
"Score one!" Tabby whispered aloud after she'd ordered her strawberry sundae.
The next couple to enter the shop were Clever Clover and Berry Bright. They seated
themselves at the table next to Toby and
Tiffany.
Hmm, this ought to prove interesting, Tabby thought to herself as she watched
Tiffany notice Clever Clover.
After several minutes of conversation, the two couples seemed to be getting along quite
nicely. Tiffany looked very satisfied.
Tabby didn't stick around any longer than she had to, though-- she had to avoid any
run-ins with Thomas, of course. She scurried
along back home.
* * *
Later that night as the phone rang, Tabby snatched it right up without thinking (she had
began not answering the phone, to avoid any
invitations to the dance). However, she didn't have anything to fear. It was Tiffany.
"So, Tiff! I saw you at the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe this evening..."
"Oh, yes!" Tiffany sighed dreamily. "Toby is fast helping me forget about Clever
Clover."
"Wonderful," Tabby said slyly.
"And he's agreed to be my date to the dance," Tiffany continued. "Isn't it great!"
"Very great indeed," Tabby echoed.