Dear Journal,

A strange thing happened to me today. I...don't know what to make of it other than to just write about it here and perhaps return to it later.

Today was a rather ordinary day until lunch time. I was in the dining hall of of the Royal Castle of Ponyville, having just stepped out of the kitchen after preparing a very tasty treat. One of the perks of being employed by royalty is having access to certain places like the kitchen to prepare a meal. Anyway, I was about to enjoy my lunch when Princess Twilight Sparkle entered the dining room. Below is a transcript of the events as just explaining this wouldn't do justice.

Me: "Hello Twilight. Taking a break for some lunch?"

Twilight: "Hello Lore. Yep, I finally have a break in my schedule. Do you mind if I join you?"

Me: "Not at all. it would be my pleasure." (Seriously, if a pony was in my position would they dare refuse the offer to eat lunch with a smart, kind and cute Princess like Twilight Sparkle? I think the answer would be a strong no!)

Twilight is about to sit down when she stops as her nose flares and her eyes turn to a question gaze.

Twilight: "Um...Lore...what exactly are you eating?"

Me: "Oh, it's a new recipe I'm trying: Five Cheese Quesadilla! Do you want to try some?"

At this point Twilight's eyes went wide as she drew back and beads of sweat dripped down her face.

Me: "Twilight, are you ok?"

Twilight: "Oh... um... yeah. It's just that I realized that I have something important to do that I forgot. Sorry Lore, but we'll have to postpone this lunch."

Me: "So you were free but now you're not? How can that be? Wait a minute, this isn't about the Five Cheese Quesadilla, is it?"

Twilight: "Yes, I mean no, I mean..."

Me: "You're not afraid of what I'm eating, are you?"

Twilight: "No, don't be silly. I'm a Princess! I'm not afraid of something like a Quesadilla."

Me: "Well then if you're not busy why not have lunch here?"

At this point I see Twilight alternating her gaze between me and the Quesidilla that I'm holding in midair with my magic as she bit her lip.

Twilight: "Sorry can't. Gotta go. See you later. Bye Lore."

She suddenly turns and bolts out of the dining room like a filly afraid of a monster, muttering something like "So Cheesy!" before disappearing.

I still don't know what to think of this incident. Can Twilight really be afraid of a Quesidilla, that's just silly! Maybe she's lactose intolerant? I still don't know.

Your Faithful Librarian,

Lore Weaver

PS: Ugh, there's that pony eating broccoli in front of my house again. I hate broccoli! Vile Weed!