Doc: “Oh, Moony, take the photo of the young smiling Fan Knife. That's gotta be the rarest thing in all of Equestria.”

Doc: “Why can't for once we find fluffy kittens in a spooky basement?”

GM: “If someone managed to make a vial of pure 'earth pony magic' and set it next to a vial of pure 'raw magic' and make two different unicorns drink them, the vial of earth pony magic would almost certainly screw up the unicorn in question for quite some time, while the raw magic would just semi-permanently cripple the other unicorn.”
Choro: “... I'm sorry, I'm distracted by one key question. What do those vials taste like?”
GM: “Like unicorn cranial fluid (Slightly tangy).”
Choro: “So Unicorn brains taste of a British soft drink? Huh. Good to know?”

Doc: “At what point was putting a wet bar in a secret lab a good idea?”

Choro: *leafing through Glamour Monthly* “Who knew scientists were so keen on Canterlot social drama? Don't tell me you're a fan too, Doc...”
GM: “When Doc opened the refrigerator, he found himself staring into a veritable ecosystem of mold.”
Doc: *slams the door closed* “Holy Luna, that was putrid!!”
Choro: “Do you need a hoof?”
Doc: “Sure, round of applause for Doctor Wagon. He discovered like... three new lifeforms in two seconds. New record.”