Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare...
As the familiar words echoed through the dark room, a tall unicorn darted about off of the stage; seemingly looking over every minute detail that most could not see.
Sass--
"You know your lighting would be oh-so-much better should you direct them towards this direction, right? I will change it for you. No need to thank me!"
Great...
Sassy Sad--
"In an article I helped promote in the Canterlot Times, it tells a great deal about how your carpet can make or break everything. And your stage carpet is so... drab."
Alright, great.
Sassy Sad--
"I'll put in an order for you to get a new and more modern carpet. Again, it's my pleasure as an--"
Shut up! Shut up!
God! We don't even want to do your episode anymore!
Have you ever had to spend five minutes with yourself? You'd rip your own brain out!
You, Sassy Saddles, are annoying!
You are a waste of space.
Your mane is shoddy.
And your pretty!
...Oh! I thought that was where we were going with... That... I'll go...
Anyway. Except for that last one, that's who you are, Sassy Saddles.
You are a fraud! Now get out of here. We're sick of looking at you.
...Wait... Where'd she go?
I think she walked off to go order that carpet before we started yelling.
...Better be a good carpet. S'all I'm saying...