Lyra: What type of horrible conditions are we talkin’ about here? Horrible working conditions? Horrible sanitation conditions? Or are we goin’ full on soylent greens is ponies?

Bon-Bon: Not gonna lie; done that before. Well, I mean not cookies, but with candy. Don’t really do it anymore. There was a mix-up once. Was supposed to be for a bachelorette party but wound up being some minors for a sleepover. Was sort of lucky to have not been sued by the parents.

Lyra: “And I bet you thought you could get away with putting Scootaloo in the hospital didn’t you? DIDN’T YOU?! But I was wise to your games, Monsieur French Fry; if that even is your real name.”

Bon-Bon: Wow, that was a horrible Sweetie Belle.

Lyra: Shut up.

Bon-Bon: Considering her intake, I’m pretty sure Pinkie’s teeth are as indestructible as her stomach.

Lyra: I want to say Krastos told me he was a cheerleader in high school, but I can’t remember if that was him or not.

Bon-Bon: And I don’t know who that Beyonce is.

Lyra: I promise you you’ve at least heard Single Ladies before. And it’s Beyoncé.

Bon-Bon: Well excuse mé.

Bon-Bon: Goodness gracious! I’m good, but I’m only a pony!

Lyra: Hilariously enough, judging by past experiences, I don’t think B-Cov would mind a bag of spiders in his bed.

Bon-Bon: But if Spike fell down a well, who would tell Twilight?

Lyra: What…?

Bon-Bon: You know, ‘cause of the movie. The one with the high school, and Spike is a-

Lyra: Oh Cels [omitted], Bon-Bon!

Bon-Bon: Oh-ho, did I strike a nerve? So this is what it feels like to make somepony storm off in rage and disgust. Hmhm… I should try it more often.

Lyra: What would being a secret madame connote? Also, I had to look up 1 Direction. Which makes me feel bad considering they’re evidently a pretty big deal.

Bon-Bon: Now I know I’ve heard of Faberge Eggs before…

Lyra: I… I am that one fat guy behind the dumpster!

Bon-Bon: [Audible gasp]

Lyra: Testing out deodorants sounds like a long process. And I don’t think Twilight would make a very successful movie.

Bon-Bon: What are Easter Eggs?

Lyra: Woo! Willie!

Bon-Bon: Woo! Potato!

Lyra: Now wasn’t this fun?

Bon-Bon: Eh.

Lyra: Oh- you suck.

Lyra: I would love to see a celebrity gossip spot with Krastos. Overall, though, I find it highly suspect that a show called Bon-Bon and Lyra seems to have neither of us in it. Unless one of us is dressed up as that one fat guy behind the dumpster.

Bon-Bon: … What are you talking about? What is this?

Lyra: Oh, that’s right. This is your first time seeing One Lyra to Live, isn’t it?

Bon-Bon: What?

Lyra: What was the Gilda version called again? As the Griffon Flies? Days of our Gilda?

Bon-Bon: What?

Edit: Lyra: Found it! It was As the Griffon Flies!