"Get yer Applejack-Approved FLIM AND FLAM'S CURATIVE TONIC NOW! Quite worth the bits, if I do say so myself...Right, brother?" Flim nudged his twin on the shoulder, earning a quick stutter from the latter.
"Ah oh um! Yes! Grab your bottles of tonic before stock runs out! Three bits per bottle, a bag for a whole set of twenty-five! Yer loss, our gain." Now it was Flam's turn to nudge his sibling. "Flim, we're makin' big money outta this business, ain't we? Gosh, not even Celestia knows what we're up to! And we have the Apple family and their apple trees to thank." He smirked. Flim raised a knowing eyebrow.
"Nopony, 'cept us, knows about it. Deal?" Flim spat out his saliva onto a forehoof, his brother mirroring his actions. Next, they did a hoof bump.
"Deal."
"Uh, excuse me young lads, I don't have all day to wait for you to idle around at your booth. Y'all can chatter all you want in bed, but Ah want my tonic. Right. Now." a familiar voice boomed, interrupting their conversation. Applejack was at the front of the queue. glaring at her arch enemies.