Sweet: What the-
Cinnamon: Biscuits, sis, have you gained weight?
Sweet: Oi, ah know you ain’t calling me fat, you bas-
Cinnamon: Now there, sis, that ain’t no way for a lady to talk.
Sweet: Let me down!
Cinnamon: Oh? Okay then. [Cinn leans back, letting Sweet nearly fall. She clings to him]
Sweet: Stop that!
Cinnamon: What? Ah thought you wanted me to let ya down.
Sweet: Cinnamon, I swear to Celestia, if you drop me I’ll-
Cinnamon: Then ah’ll let ya down.
Sweet: Kyah!!!