NEHA:"Iqbal daant to aise dikha raha hai jaise Donatella Versace ka modelling contract sign kar liya ho...use aaj nayee wardrobe mili aur mujhe wahi Pink Promo dress pehna deeya."
IQBAL:"Hehehehe...it's cool to see you in old clothes for a change, Neha....aur mere daant bahot beautiful hain isliye display kar raha hoon."
IQBAL:"By the way there's news for you."
NEHA:"News? Tum chhutti par Kashmir ja rahe ho kya? Please get those papermache boxes for me!"
IQBAL:" Forget it! Agar Kashmir jaaoonga to tumhe saath leka jaaoonga."
NEHA:"Mujhe sath lekar jaaoge?For what? Hum kya tumhaare ghar par shooting karenge?"
IQBAL:" Hahahahahahaa...are you nuts, Neha? Mera ghar ek ghar hai...koi Zoo nahiin hai ki tumhe wahaan lekar jaaoon...main tumhe Kashmir tab lekar jaaonga jab main tumse itna irritate ho jaaonga ki tumhe wahan ki Dal-Lake ke paani ke beech mein chhod doon!"
NEHA:"Obviously! 6 foot ke pahaad...tum jaise nikamme-naakaara-nikhattoo co-star se aur kya expect karoon."
IQBAL:"Hhahahahahahahahhaa...ab aayegi tumhaari akal thikaane par..ab agar main tumhe neeche phenk doon to kaisa rahega?"
NEHA:" To main hospital mein apni haddiyaan judvaaoongi aur waapis aakar tumhaare daant todh doongi."
IQBAL:" Wow! Tumhaare kaan kheenchene ka golden chance..mera lunch-box gayab kiya tha na....ab lo tumhaare co-star ka gift tumhaare liye."
NEHA:"Iqbal ke bacche! Agar mera kaan pinch kiya na...to agala thappad tumhe aisa padega ki teen din tak apna gaal pakad kar ghoomte rahoge!"
IQBAL:"Tum mujhe thappad maarogi , Neha?"
NEHA:"Ye tum saara waqt mujhe dhamki kis baat ki dete rehte ho...haan, main tumhe thappad maroongi...jab scriptwriter kahega tab, okay?"
IQBAL:"Hahahaahahahaha...well, Chuhiya lollipop , filhaal to tumhara ye sapna poora nahiin ho sakta...Angad-Kripa are back together...ab to humein ek-doosre ko on-screen romance karna hai...yawnnnn!"
NEHA:"Itna mat fudko Iqbal okay? K-soaps mein kab pyar ho aur kab takraar, kisko pata hai?"
NEHA:" Mere kaan kheenche the na? Ab is gaal par ek dhamaakedaar thappad padne wala hai kuuch episodes ke baad."
IQBAL:" Oh no! Ab ye pagal zarror mujhe sacch mein thappad maaregi....scriptwriter se baat karni padegi."
IQBAL:"Scriptwriter ka number kya hai?"
NEHA:"Abhi to maine maara bhi nahiin aur tum darr gaye?"
IQBAL:"Tumhaara koi bharosa hai kya? sabke saamne meri izzat ka falooda bana dogi."
NEHA:" Falooda? Acccha...yaad dilaya...bhookh lagi hai...thappad khaane se pehle falooda khaaoge kya?"
IQBAL:"Agar tum finance karti ho to chalta hoon."
NEHA:"Tum bhi na, Iqbal..tumhaare paas kabhi chhutte paise hote hi nahiin."
NEHA:"Chalo, ye aao-gale-lago shot poora karke falooda khaane chalte hain."
IQBAL:" Haan....but please tum woh vanilla flavour mat uthana...it's so downmarket aur mujhe usse allergy hai."
NEHA:" Hahahahahhaha...ab to main yahi flavour khaaoongi."