Alyssa Rice: Who’s that?
Juno: So, what are you waiting for? Open it up!
Alyssa Rice: Okay! (walks over to the door to open it) Are you… [gasps]
Black Laurel: [shyly] Hi~!
Alyssa Rice: Black Laurel? Oh my gosh, I haven’t seen you in a while! Where have you been?
Black Laurel: I was at Canterlot working on my gothic winter fashions. Of course, this doesn’t look goth to you, but it’s the nicest thing I have.
Alyssa Rice: It doesn’t matter to me. Goth or not, I think you’re still beautiful.
Black Laurel: [begins to blush] Oh my, that’s… actually sweet of you. Thanks!
Alyssa Rice: Anytime, Laurel.
Black Laurel: While you’re at it, Alyssa.
Alyssa Rice:
Anthony: Why are you guys taking so long? We’ve got a party to go, remember?
Alyssa Rice: By the way, we’re having a party over a Twilight’s. You can come with us if you’d like.
Black Laurel: Really? That’s amazing! Happy Hearth’s Warming, Alyssa.
Alyssa Rice: You too, Laurel.
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