NEHA:"Hmmmm...aa gaye tum rehearsals se? I must thank you....tumhaare saath Telly Awards par stage share karne ke torture se bacha liya tumne mujhe."
IQ:" Nahiin, nahiin, nahiin! Thank you to mujhe bolna chaahiye. Roz-roz tumhaari shakal dekhkar meri aankhon mein conjuctivitis ho raha tha...fresh faces are always welcome! Pehle Pooja Ghai aur ab Kaanchi Kaul."
NEHA:"Ya, Right dude! Agar main conjuctivitis hoon to tum double-conjuctivitis ho, samjhe? Picchle teen episodes mein meri arms ki chutney bana di hai.....agar tumhaare saath wahaan dance bhi karna padta , to mera hospital bill tumhaare ghar pahonch jaata."
IQ:" Tumhaare munh mein zubaan hai ya kainchi? Shuru hoti ho to bolna bandh hi nahiin karti. Alright, agli baar tumhaari arms nahiin, haath pakadkar hi kaam chala loonga, happy?"
IQ:" Bang my head, bang my head! Good Lord, is ladki ko sudhaarne ke liye main kya karoon? I can't tolerate her anymore?"
NEHA:"Relax! Ekta ka nuksaan mat karo uske sheeshe todkar. We can't help it, ek-doosre ko tolerate karna hi padega...rona mat...rumaal doon?"
IQ:"Tum mujhe aansoo ponchhne ke liye rumaal dogi?...Idiot! Dikhayi nahiin deta.....mere paas itna bada towel hai!"
NEHA:"Awwwwwwwwwww...poor IQ! Do-do serials ke liye shooting karte-karte tumhaare dimaag ki kya haalat ho gayi hai?....Towel nahaane ke liye use hota hai, rokar naak aur aansoo ponchhne ke liye nahiin."
IQ:"Oh, thanks for reminding me. Tumhaari company mein mera dimaag bhi chalna bandh ho gaya hai......agar isi tarah tumhe roz-roz dekhna pada to handkerchieves ka Super-Saver pack lena padega...do get one for me."
NEHA:"With pleasure...what are enemies for?...I mean, what are friends for?....dekho, ab tumhe dekhkar meri aankhon mein bhi Conjuctivitis ho gaya hai."
"There's nobody in this world for me, but you......😳"