But all I wanted was just a haircut.

He looked at his long mane with a grin as he walked into the spa. He did love his long mane and coat. Sadly he was lazy when it came to grooming it. It was hard to blame him though. His hair was thick and curly, which meant you couldn't really style it and cutting required a strong pair of scissors and stylist with no fear. He walked up to the counter and with a grin asked,

"Madam, My name is Stormy Hugeheart it is very nice to meet you. We spoke before when I made my appointment with one of your professional spa specialist." He raised a hoof before she spoke. "Also I would before you tell me about my appointment..may I have your name?" Stormy sat there talking to the front desk mare for about thirty minutes.

She with a smile asked Stormy to go wait in the sitting area and wait for a specialist to see him. Stormy grinned at his new friend and nodded as he trotted over there to wait with the others. He wondered if there would be anypony to talk to before his appointment or maybe the specialist will call him soon.

A blue mare lying in a chair raises her head, examining the new pony before approaching him. "Hi", she said.

Stormy had a huge grin on his face as he saw you approach. Normally it was him introducing himself to another. He enjoyed this new changed of pace and the moment she said hello, Stormy replied,

"Hello there madam, my name is Stormy Hugeheart. It is a absolute pleasure to meet you. Would you honor me with your name?" Stormy always thought introductions should be flashy, his mother had always said that ponies judge someone s within thirty seconds of meeting them. He always tried to come off friendly and delightful.

She shyly smiled, "I'm Minty Clean, most address me as Minty", she said. "Its nice to meet you, Stormy."

Stormy sat down on on of the nearby couches adjacent to you. "Minty Clean? You must never have bad breath and I expect your teeth are white as th moon." Stormy grinned before going on, "What brings you to the spa today Minty?"

She blushes, "Well, I came to get a massage... Someone recommended it to me.", she said.

"A massage? Is your life stressful?" He asked, "Who recommended it to you?,"

"A little bit, not really... My mother reccommended it..." she said embarresdly.

"AH." He grinned as he started to piece everything together. "Tell me minty, why did your mother suggest going to the spa?"

"I-I dunno, she suggested I needed to 'get out more'" she shuffled her hooves.

"Get out more? Do you not leave your house much?" Stormy always found it interesting to meet others that spent a lot of time indoors. Being a traveler he hardly had time stay inside.

She nodded, "My whole life mostly..."

He blinked before he grins and says, "OH, then am I the first pony you have ever spoken to outside your family? I'm honored." He said in a tone to make certain he was just joking around.

She giggled softly, "Not the first..."

"The second perhaps?" He grinned before going on, "I simply must know how many ponies you have met, so I can know my number." He claps his front two hoofs together. "I hope it is the 49th or the 12th."

She giggles lightly, "You'd be the third."

"Did you know that three is the number of magic?" He rather enjoyed this filly, she was delightful and easy conversation.

"I believe I've heard the saying before..." She had trailed off in thought.

"Yes, its in a lot of stories with magic in it. Three represents the triangle." He waved his hoof in the air. "This is most likely boring to you madam, I much rather discuss you." He grinned. "Tell me about yourself."

She blushes, "There's not really much to me... standard pony, middle class, hygenetic..."

"Standard? No no, a standard pony would be a earth pony, you are clearly a unicorn. So there is the fact you can do magic that puts you out of standard. Also what does middle class mean? What is your job? Also hygenetic..oh..ahahahahaha." She was being clever and Stormy caught on.

She winced, "Well, uh, I haven't gotten a job yet, and I barely know much magic... a few levitation, teleporting, and other spells...."

"Well I don't have a job either and I don't know a lick of magic." Taps his hornless head. "So it seems your better off then me." He grins at you.

"O-oh no, I'm not better then than anypony!" she shook her head back and forth.

"Modest I see, what a nice trait to have." He messes with his mane a bit before speaking and his left eye closed. A small smile formed on his face as he said, "I didn't say your were better I was merely saying you have a more things to define yourself then just middle class, standard and hygenetic."