Nidra: Thank you so much for making this dress on such short notice, Mrs. the Dragon.
Rarity: Well, of course, Darling. We can't have you going to a ball without a fitting gown.
Nidra: And your prices are so competitive, I almost feel guilty.
Rarity: Think nothing of it. Not only are you a member of the royal family, and that alone will bring me quite a bit more business when they see what you're wearing, but you're also a friend of the family. I couldn't imagine making a profit off of you.
Nidra: blush I didn't think I was a "friend of the family," exactly…
Rarity: Of course, Dear, ever since you and little Turquoise met when you were precocious little teenagers… well, honestly, I had thought perhaps I would get lucky and land two royal child-in-laws.
Nidra: Th-that's…
Rarity: Of course, the way things are going I might have none. Really, you must get that wayward cousin of yours to pony up and pop the question.
Nidra: Oh, believe me, it's not from lack of trying on his part.
Rarity: Well, I do just want my children to be happy. Speaking of which, I think the source of my son's happiness is coming through the door, now.
Anthea: Hi, Momma Rarity! Uh… is… is that Nidra? Why are you so… shiny?
Rarity: Hello, Annie.
Nidra: Annie! I was just… trying on a new outfit.
Anthea: Really? That's perfect! Hold on, help me do the thing, Mom.
- 1 minute later —
Anthea: Bleh!
Nidra: … Annie… it's not Nightmare Night anymore, you know.
Anthea: Hahaha! No, silly, that's not what this is for.