Luna's Talk Show

"Goodst morning, allst of our faithfulst subjects! We knowst bringst to thy the unicorn Twilight Sparkle!"

*Audience applauds.*

"Um, Luna, what are you doing?"

"Whyst, ist it not clear?"

"No."

"Thou ist on our talkst show!"

*Twilight facehooves.*

"Luna...do you know what a talk show is?"

"We believe it to be a show where ponies talk."

"Not exactly."

"Wellst then, couldst thou explain this 'talk show' to us?"

*Audience laughs.*

"Luna, you have to know what a talk show IS to have one."

"No, we do not believe thist fact to be true."

"Ugh...why not?"

"Because our sister let us have thist talk show, and we didst not know of them!"

"I don't think she meant that."

"Howst couldst she not?"

"Well...there's a thing called sarcasm..."

"Anotherst thing thy shalt have to explainst to us."

"It's when you say something..."

"Aha! We havest performed thist action 'sarcasm' manyst times before!"

"No, it's when you say something that you don't mean, to be mean."

"We dost not understand thist action 'sarcasm."

"Aah...this is confusing."

"Well, let us askst thou whast thy thinkst about somethingst?"

"What?"

"The magicst of cutenesst."

"The magic of cuteness? Is that even a real magic?"

*Luna scribbles notes on a pad of blue paper.*

"Askst...whetherst...realst...magic."

"Are you copying what I say?"

"We art only takingst notes!"

"You're taking notes on a talk show?"

"Against, whast mighst a talkst show be?"

"You're running one!"

"Yest, we art running a talkst show. We believedst thou to be well-rehearsedst in studies."

"I am."

"Wellst then, whyst ist thou questioning us?"

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A TALK SHOW IS!!'

*By this time, Twilight's mane has become frizzy and messed up.*

"Andst we believest that tost be our cue!"