Lyra: So… I take it the exterminator visit went well.

Bon-Bon: They said they’d already been informed by Applejack and were prepared, but I didn’t see 40 ponies on duty. They’ll be the first to fall.

Lyra: Wow! That’s… dark. Coming from you.

Tootsie: Do we really have to sit here with all the lights off?

Bon-Bon: Sorry Liza, flyders are attracted to light. It leads them to prey.

Lyra: Everypony else has their lights on.

Bon-Bon: Get away from the window!
Lyra: Geez!
Bon-Bon: If they see us it’ll already be too late!

Tootsie: Aunt Bon-Bon, you’re kinda acting more like I’d expect Lyra to be acting.

Lyra: Hmm… I’d take offense to that but I can see where you’re coming from.

Bon-Bon: You two have never even seen flyders before!

Lyra: Wait a minute, are you… afraid?

Bon-Bon: Are you… insane?

Lyra: I mean, I’ve seen you upset, confused, angry, worried, but afraid? I didn’t think you were afraid of anything.

[Pause]

Bon-Bon: Is this going somewhere-?!
Lyra: Do you have a phobia?

Bon-Bon: H-… How can you have a phobia about something that will actively try to kill you?!