The Dresden Fillies - deviantART

Trixie stopped her prancing, but excitement still showed in her grin. "Why,
the only place worthy of me, of course. I must have a castle."
Very well. This will be good practice for you. You will be guided, but
focus is necessary. This will be difficult.
….
Rarity sighed as she entered her beautiful boutique; it had been such an
eventful day. Sweetie Belle and her friends had been underhoof for most of
the morning, and she had received an order for two new dresses in addition
to the alterations to one she had already finished. Rarity had made good
progress on that front once Sweetie Bell left, but it was only a short while
later that Twilight had shown up with a new crisis, forcing her to put work
aside.
The whole ordeal had been odd, and that meant something coming from a
pony used to Pinkie's antics. Mr. Dresden was such a strange fellow, but
Rarity had warmed to him. True, he had seemed frightening at first, but
seeing him cowed by a pony half his size had alleviated much of her
trepidation. Not that Twilight's anger hadn't scared Rarity as well, but the
situation was rather amusing in hindsight. His fashion sense seemed
severely lacking other than his fascinating coat, but who was she to judge
the fashions of another world?
That coat, though. She still wanted to know more about. He'd seemed
nervous, evasive even, when she'd asked. She had stopped out of
courtesy, but that didn't prevent her from wondering. Perhaps it had some
symbolic or religious purpose; she had sensed some unfamiliar magic
woven into it. He had put it back on as soon as she had let him, and had
even worn it in addition to the cloak despite the fine evening.
Rarity hoped he wouldn't go home too soon. Their talks had been fairly
direct and focused on the business at hoof. She would love to hear more
about his world. That city he mentioned sounded intriguing. Neigh York
wasn't it? Visions of an alien city full of strange, new fashions, brimming
with exotic material and fresh inspirations, danced through her mind. She
shook her head. It was obvious she wasn't going to get much sleep tonight
anyway. She may as well get back to work on one of the new dresses.