???: 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]…
















