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?!
