Separate names with a comma.
"He told me to man up. I said some stuff, about how nervous I am around mares. And how much I love you. I love you... more than a sister. I..."...
"Did you hear what I said to Blazin' about..." Narrowleaf took a deep breath.
"Wh-why!? I... Did you hear us talk?" He was looking at the ground.
Narrowleaf silently nodded.
"Me and Flitter talked. She said you thought me and Bolt... would be h-happy without you... and we'd forget you... And I..." Narrowleaf began to cry.
"Th-that's Crimson." Narrowleaf said, uneasily.
"Rarity... Rarity? Nope. Doesn't ring a bell." Narrowleaf responded. "Oh. Crimson, water doesn't work. Should be a leaking pipe somewhere in town."
"Oh! Hey, Brisk." Narrowleaf said. "Didn't notice you were... uh... Brisk."
(Sorry. I had to travel between Prior Lake and Cologne. Er... Ignore unless you're from Minnesota.) "Let's eat!" Narrowleaf called.
"It's done! Calm down." Narrowleaf walked in with Applejack. "Ma. This is Blazin'. And this is Crimson."
(Unsure and Wherever don't have hyphens.) "We're here, Ma! C'mon in." Narrowleaf said, walking in.
"No... There should be a guest room in the castle." Narrowleaf began to walk outside. "Coming?"
"Well... I was going home, to Sweet Apple Acres. Ya'll are welcome." Narrowleaf said, stepping away from Crimson.
"My name's Narrowleaf. How much of our conversation did you hear?" Narrowleaf responded as he wiped a tear from his eye.
"I... Wh-who are you?" Narrowleaf asked.
"Oh! Uh... Hey." Frostbite said. "Dunno. I can't keep track of time."
Hmm... Alright!
"I thought you said something... S-sorry." Narrowleaf mumbled. (Sorry, fell asleep. Keyboards make good pillows, apparently. Not joking. Had a...
"I heard you say something about Brisk's plans, Flitter... Tell me... What plans does she have?!!" Narrowleaf said, clearly angry.
"Y-you said something about plans... What was it?!!" Narrowleaf replied, annoyed.
