Bon-Bon: Lyra! Lyra! Look!

Lyra: Pear jam? You’re about a consonant away from-
Bon-Bon: Yes! And you’ll never guess where I got it!

Lyra: Was it the market?

Bon-Bon: No! I-I mean, technically… Why are you like this?

Lyra: It’s jam, Bon-Bon. What’s the big deal?

Bon-Bon: Grand Pear is back!

Lyra: Is… is that code?

Bon-Bon: No! You’ve seriously never heard anyone bring him up? He used to own a pear orchard next to The Apples. My parents used to talk about him all the time, both in Canterlot and when we moved to Ponyville. If you’ve ever had pear jam, its his. His was the smaller business, but before he moved away to Vanhoover he went blow for blow with The Apples right here in their base of operations. And for years! He’s an entrepreneur juggernaut! A living legend!

Lyra: Oooh. I thought this was a food thing. This is a business thing.

Bon-Bon: [Gasp] What if he lets me make candy out of his pears? Lyra! No pony’s ever been allowed to make candy out of his pears! I need to prepare! Where’s my stationary?!