“I think you should stay together. You’re mad at each other right now, but think about all the good times you’ve had over the years with one another. Do you really want to throw that all away?”
“You’re right, we’re a team. We’ve known each other since we were all just fillies. It would be a shame to throw away decades of friendship over a silly little disagreement. Thank you for putting things into perspective.”
“These things happen when you’re around the same ponies constantly. You eventually get on each other’s nerves. But never forget what’s important.”
“I won’t! Or rather, not again. What’s your name?”
You tell her, and she grabs a photo of herself from her dresser, signs it, and gives it to you. “Please take this token of my gratitude.”
“Thank you!” You happily trot out of her dressing room, content in the knowledge that you’ve just saved your favorite band from splitting up.