Salma: If you hate yourself and you know it, clap your hands.
Adonis: *claps*
Salma: *slaps Adonis*
***
Kadir: *waking Ilyas up at 3 am* Do you like me?
Ilyas: What? I married you!
Kadir: Okay, but did you marry me as a friend, or like, a husband? I just wanna know.
***
Teacher: Yuki do you mind telling us the poem you did?
Yuki: Okay...ehem.
Yuki: Roses are red.
Yuki: My name is not Dave.
Yuki: This makes no sense.
Yuki: Microwave.
Penelope: *closing her eyes with hands doing the perfect sign* Perfection.
