???: Bonnie! Sister! Good afternoon! Good to see you!

Bon-Bon: Hello, Ribbon. Why the fanfare? Liza! Your mom’s here!

Ribbon: What? Can a mare not be pleased to see her sister well?

Bon-Bon: Not usually, no.

Ribbon: I’m sorry. Is this not a good time? I thought we might speak for a bit since…

Bon-Bon: Since Lyra went to Canterlot for the weekend. But you already knew that, didn’t you.

Ribbon: Guilty as charged! Ah haha! Hello Tootsie! MmmMM! Go wait in the carriage please. Such a good filly! Ah ha… [Clearing throat] Yes, well. Since I knew you’d be alone this weekend, I thought “What an excellent time this would be for my dear, dear sister to make a new friend!”

Bon-Bon: You didn’t.

Ribbon: They’re waiting behind the carriage!

Bon-Bon: Rebecca! You brought some stranger to my house?! Get rid of him!

Ribbon: Her! It’s a her! I know you like mares so it’s a filly this time!

Bon-Bon: Get rid of them!

Ribbon: Bonnie, if you’d just-

Bon-Bon: NOW!

Ribbon: [Sigh] Very well, Bonnie. As you wish.

Bon-Bon: [Incomprehensible muttering] Don’t believe this…

Ribbon: There. I hope you’re pleased with yourself. She wasn’t exactly easy to find. Somepony, a single mare your age no less, willing to come all this way for somepony she’s never met.

Bon-Bon: That’s because it’s ludicrous! What’s wrong with you?!

Ribbon: Wrong with me? I have a ten-year old daughter and my big sister has yet to be in a serious relationship! A mare of your stature living with a-a roommate! All that I can do to dance around the subject in conversation!

Bon-Bon: Excuse me?! I work forty-plus hours a week and still spend more time with your daughter than you do!

Ribbon: Exactly! You could be the name in confections for all of Equestria! Instead you waste away in this-this three bedroom/two bath outhouse with that-that vagabond, gypsy… Drifter!

Bon-Bon: … What did you say?

Ribbon: She won’t stay here, Bonnie. It doesn’t matter how you feel about her! She won’t stay here forever! It’s not in her nature. Not in her lower-class upbringing! She’s a-

Bon-Bon: I swear to Celestia-if you call her a street urchin one more time.

Ribbon: You’re better than this! Better than her!

Bon-Bon: Get out of my house!

Ribbon: Does she even love you back-?

Bon-Bon: I SAID GET OUT!

[BLAM!] [Locking mechanism]

Bon-Bon: … [Sniff] … [Sob] … [Sniff]…