>"Heya Nonny!"
>"Ready to get your groove thang on? I know I am!"
>"I've almost got everything set up for Lyra's birthday party."
>"Normally I'd be finished, but I've been scritcha-scratchin' myself all day!"
>"I've been so itchy, I can't even think straight!"
>"What if I can't party straight either, Nonny?"
>"I don't wanna let Lyra down and make her birthday all itchy!"
>"Oh, my head's getting all itchy again!"
>"Ooo, thanks Nonny. Your scratching is so much better than mine."
>"Maybe it's cuz of your fingers?"
>"Or would they be claws?"
>"Because Spike has those things too, but they're called claws on him, so why are yours called-"
>"Wait, whazzat?"
>"I've got fleas?"
>"Ohhhh, that's why I'm so itchy!"
>"There goes my back again!"
>"Numnumnum!"
>"Nonny, you didn't have to scratch me, I had it with my teeth."
>"But thanks anyways!"
>"So, I wonder how I could get rid of these."
>"I don't wanna make everypony itchy when they come to the party!"
>"A flea bath?"
>"You wanna get rid of my fleas by covering me in more fleas?"
>"Oh, you mean taking a bath with special shampoo."
>"Well sure! Let's get upstairs fast, the party's gonna start soon!"
>"Last one to the bathroom is a spoiled cupcake!"