Okie Dokie Lokie.
I’m almost positive that’s not how magic works, but whatever you say.
… Out of sand…?
Well… Alright… Thanks again.
I’m not really accustom to getting gifts from ponies I barely know.
Thank you! It’ll go great with that electric guitar Marty gave me. I just need to figure out how to play it.
Not all dares involve law-breaking, see?
Well now I feel bad.
That thing has to be worth at least a hundred bits. I can’t just accept it like that.
Well, I appreciate you sharing your story with me, Miss Lyra.
And I do apologize for threatening you and Miss Gilda.
My reasons for hating Gilda are my own, but let me remind you that you hurt my daughter and that is a line that nopony crosses. she looked up to you and you tossed her aside for being related to me. I came to you civilly today but you have shown no signs of changing. I can see that you and I will not be able to be friends. Good day to you miss Lyra
Let me remind you something. I’ve been kicked, bruised, stabbed, and a hay-of-a-lot worse, and unlike you, I didn’t ask for it. I never went out looking for adventure, I was just trying to survive.
Yet through it all, I didn’t throw threats around like bread crumbs.
Stop sending me messages.
I saw you last at my party and then you disappeared!
Moondancer? But I didn’t make it to that party.
Yeah, I remember you. I had no idea you even knew who I was, though. We barely ever spoke, even when all of us would hang out together.
*Sets box down* I know that you have an electric lyre, and since you hooked up to my amps at Mane Street Bean, I assumed you didn't have your own, so I brought you one of my amps. I hope you like it.
An amp…? Wow… Uh, thanks.
Somepony else might. If you haven’t noticed, I don’t want to talk to you.
Is this someone from Canterlot?
Thank you, ma'am!
I’m not sure why you think so, though.
I don’t know a Bass. If we’ve met in passing before, I certainly don’t know you well enough to open the door.
Who are you?
And to think I used to walk around this town frequently.