Soul:Â Jongseob, what are you doing tomorrow?Â
Jongseob: Having my day ruined by whatever you’re about to ask me to do.

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Soul:Â Jongseob, what are you doing tomorrow?Â
Jongseob: Having my day ruined by whatever you’re about to ask me to do.
Jiung, tearing up the room: Where are they
Jiung, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children?
Jiung: Somebody moved my M&M's, and now I am going to start killing.
Keeho: That’s one of my biggest fears. Like, if I ever woke up as a donut...
Intak:Â You would eat yourself?
Keeho: I wouldn’t even question it.
Theo: Think of me as your Yoda. Except instead of being little and green, I wear cotton and I’m awesome. I’m your bro. Your Broda.
Soul: How did you find me?
Jongseob: It was easy. I saw the explosion in the distance and I thought to myself "Hmm. Now, who could that be?"
Soul: I better think twice? Buddy, I don’t even think once.
Jiung: We’re baking everything at Keeho's mom's place. Intak can’t be trusted in the palace with pies overnight.
Intak: For the millionth time, sleep-eating is a very serious and delicious medical condition.
Jongseob: I hate you with every inch of my being.
Theo: Well that's not a lot.
Keeho, in a thousand-dollar outfit: If I’m going to suffer, I might as well suffer in style.
Jiung: It's 3AM. Why are you waking me this late?
Jongseob: We need your help. Soul and I have done something very bad.
Jiung: Put the corpse on ice. I'm on my way.
Jongseob: Wait that's– that's not– why would you–
Theo: What would you like?
Jiung: A stable career and a good mental health.
Theo: I meant for dinner.
Intak: Dinosaur chicken nuggets.
Keeho, putting his hands over Jongseob's eyes:Â Guess who!
Jongseob:Â It's either Kee-hyung or the cold, clammy hands of death.
Keeho, pulling his hands away:Â It's Keeho!
Jongseob:Â Dammit.
Soul:Â Yum, thanks!
Kidnapper, putting more tape over their mouth and crying:Â I said stop eating it.
Theo: Nag, nag, nag. What are you, my mom?
Jiung: Yes. And what a joy it is.
Theo: Sorry, mom, I shouldn’t take my anger out on you. That’s what Keeho is for. Keeho!
Jongseob: *tapping on table*
Jiung: *taps back*
Intak: What are they doing?
Keeho: Morse code.
Jongseob: *aggressively taps table*
Jiung, slamming his hands down: YOU TAKE THAT BACK-
Intak: Can I have some?
Theo, mouth full of cheesecake: Nah, it's really spicy, you wouldn't like it.
Jiung: If anything happened to Soul, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
Jongseob: Of course, you wouldn’t have to because Keeho would kill you.