Ribbon: Lyra! What in Tartarus did you do?!

Lyra: Oh Cels… Can I go one shift without somepony yelling at me?

Ribbon: All those horseapples about “being on the same side” and you go on a date with her?!

Lyra: I had to! She made me!
Ribbon: Did she put a knife to your throat?! Because you just buried one in my back!

Lyra: It wasn’t that big of a deal!

Ribbon: Oh no? She must have talked for two hours about it! Going on and on about how much fun she had and how much she just loooved spending time with you!  You’d have thought you two were there all night!

Lyra: We didn’t even do anything!

Ribbon: You did enough! I-It’s like you rekindled a dying flame! How am I supposed to find somepony to compete against you for her affections now?! You have a neigh-insurmountable lead!

Lyra: I’m sorry!

Ribbon: Oooh, you’re not sorry yet. But you will be. You’ve made a powerful enemy this day- I’ll tell you that much! But you know what really burns my flank? Lyra? You know what really gets under my coat? How she said that it wasn’t special. That it felt so normal. Like it was just some ordinary night and that’s how things are supposed to be! It’s like you don’t even have to do anything!

[Pause]

Lyra: Ugh… I’m just going to stop getting out of bed.