Vy: Obviously I don't have romantic feelings for Stefan.
Fateen: But you're in a romantic relationship with Stefan.
Vy:...You got me there.
Me: *says something*
Shubham: Enough wine for today, Tanishka. Sober up.
Fateen: Maybe it's not too late to get out of here. We could start a new life in the country, maybe open a small bakery.
Gus: How dare you tempt me with a small bakery?
Gus: I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like Vy a little bit.
Div: You doodled your wedding invitation.
Gus: No, that's our joint tombstone.
Div: My mistake.
Gus: Oh, so suddenly you don't have a death wish?
Fateen: Brainless, I've never had a death wish. It's just that I don't believe that I personally even can die.
Shubham: You hate everybody at your place.
KK: I know. It's the only thing that gets me out of bed every morning.
Shubham: The hatred?
KK: Yes, idiot. The hatred.
Gus: Look who it is, everybody! It's your favorite tribute!
Vy: You're not even your mom's favorite tribute, Gus.
Div: You're really campaigning for bitch of the year, aren't you?
Me: As defending champion, are you nervous?
Me: You can't hold me prisoner in here forever!
Torturer: Why not? Name one person who loves you.
Me: Wow. Not a proportional response.
Fateen: *hugs KK*
KK: What's this? What's happening?
Fateen: It's going to be alright.
KK: Why are you squeezing me with your body?
Fateen: It's a hug, KK. I'm hugging you.
