Myst and Flame enter the cafe...

[Myst]

Myst looked around nervously, then looked at Flame. Flame, noticing this, suddenly smirked. Myst groaned as Flame began to make the unearthly noise he called 'singing' at the top of his lungs. "ON TOP OF SPAGHETTI... ALL COVERED WITH- meep!"
Myst had slapped a hoof over his (well, at least she thought so,) overlarge mouth. "Stop tha- ow!"
Flame had bitten her.
Must remember not to to that... she reminded herself mentally.
"-CHEESE! I LOST MY POOR MEEEEEEEAAAAAAA-"
"Most ponies don't eat meat, Flame. If you make someone puke like you did last month, we'll get kicked out," Myst stated.
"So?" Flame looked up innocently.
"So stop that," Myst replied.

[Myst]

"Fine," Flame pouted. Myst smiled, but not for long. Just as she'd found an empty table...
"BALL, WHEN SOMEBODY-"
"Flame!" she exclaimed.
"What?" he looked up at her innocently.
"Did I not just tell you not to sing that?"
"You said ponies may puke when they hear about meat. I thought about it, and came to the conclusion that it would be very interesting if someone did," Flame explained.
Myst rolled her eyes. "Fine. We're leaving."
"But- but... waiiiii-iiiiiit! I'm hungry!"
"I guess that's too bad. We obviously can't stay in here without you causing some kind of trouble," Myst shrugged.
"But- but- but-" Flame continued as Myst dragged him out the door by his tail.