"Dude, chill, you can still get your f***ing bacon if you go to Subway's or whatever. Although I think they charge extra for it."

"No, you know what, that's beside the point right now. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you all that this is not a Disney Channel TV special, this is not a heart-warming G-rated chick flick, and it sure as hell isn't some f***ing shoujo manga. This is real life, on a Friday morning, and we are grown f***ing men, for f***'s sake. With pride, and dignity, and lives. Why. The F***. Are we here."

Kyungsoo stood up and threw a tantrum, “I don’t care. I want to go for a swim. And you’re coming with me. You’ve been neglecting me for a long time because of your training. You’re always listless when we meet up. Don’t you know how lonely I feel? Do you even care about me anymore? Do you even love me anymore?”

“Kyungsoo-ah, I’m sorry for neglecting you. But I’m really trying my best. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t care or love you. And I don’t regret coming on this trip. We had an enjoyable time together.”

“But don’t you know time is precious? Once you debut as an artiste, you won’t have time for me. And I’m going off overseas to study cooking…I want to spend whatever time we have together.”