Twilight: “Uncouth peasant”



Luna: “He is cute”



Twilight: “Celestia would kill us both if I let you take him home, especially to bed”



Luna: “You can be such an old mare like Celestia”



Twilight: "Gaa, just help me with Trixie"



Luna: "Hey lets get them both a room upstairs"



Twilight: "Oh now who's sounding like Princess Trollestia"



Both begin to laugh as they host the limp pony to her hooves.