Lyra: I don’t believe this…

Bon-Bon: Thank you so much for seeing us, your highness!

Princess Twilight Sparkle: It’s my pleasure! I’m delighted by this opportunity!

Lyra: I don’t belieeeeeeeeve this…

Bon-Bon: Lyra! Bow before a princess!

Lyra: I ain’t bowing for [omitted]!

Bon-Bon: Lyra!

Twilight: No no! It’s alright! I remember Lyra from Canterlot! I wouldn’t have agreed if I wasn’t prepared for her colorful vernacular!

Lyra: I am not some thing to be prepared for!

Twilight: Okay! I feel like maybe we started off on the wrong hoof. Let me welcome you to my palace! You can just call me Twilight. And uh, may~be less bowing.

Bon-Bon: Yes! Thank you, your high-uh Twilight.

Twilight: This way please! I have a room prepared and everything!

Lyra: Goodie… I bet a trained professional with an appropriate degree would have a room prepared too.

Twilight: I can understand your concerns, and I can’t promise there won’t be any hitches, but I’m confident that we can work through this together and restore your friendship to its former glory! I consider it my utmost duty! Now please, have a seat! I have so many notes prepared!

Lyra: You’re not going to make this a lecture are you? I’m pretty sure a friendship councilor would do something based around conversation.

Twilight: N~not anymore! Uh… Spike! Spi~ke! I’ll just be a moment. Spike I need you!

Lyra: This was a terrible idea.

Bon-Bon: Oh yeah, because she was crowned Princess of Friendship because she doesn’t know a thing about it.

Lyra: Okay. So she’s a good friend to her friends. That doesn’t exactly apply to everypony in Ponyville.

Bon-Bon: Look, I know that you’re jealous of her but can you please put that aside for now? She’s trying to help us.

Lyra: I am not-! I am not jealous.