Included dialogue:
 
HE: singing in the shower  
PM: “Hey Turq, I hear somepony singing. Who is it? They sound like a choir of angels!”  
TE: “Oh, that’s just my brother. He’s okay.”  
PM: “Well I gotta get some voice lessons from him! slams open the bathroom door pulls the shower curtain aside HEY HAWK NICE VOICE Y’ALL GOT THERE!”  
HE: screams “DON’T COME IN HERE I’M NAKED!”  
PM: “Beg pardon Hawk, but ponies don’t normally wear clothes.”  
HE: “WELL I DO!”  
PM: “Aaanyways, I heard ya singin’. Mighty fine voice ya got there.”  
HE: “U-uh, thanks?”  
PM: “No problem! We could give each other voice lessons! Today, at 3:00, you and I have a recording session. Deal?”  
HE: “Uhhhhhhhhhh…”  
TE: “MEL WHAT ABOUT OUR DATE?”  
PM: “Sorry Turq, but music is serious business. Our date’s gonna have to wait.”  
TE: “If you really want a recording session that bad, why don’t you teach me to sing??”  
PM: “Uh, no offense Turq, but y’all sound like a dying cat when you try to sing. Your brother has an angelic voice that can’t go to waste! Anyways, see y’all later Hawk!” leaves  
TE: “MEL WHY???”  
HE: “I’m never singing again…”