"Dude, we've got a invitation to a wedding!" Robin throws a pillow to his flatmate. "Ne, not into parties." Mark returns Robin a cushion. "Dude, that's that witch girl's mother!" "What?" Mark grabs the letter. "Duuuude, make a good impression on your future mother-in-law." "Shut up!" "Did you blush?" "I said SHUT UP!" "Easy bro, they need performers on the party, of course we'll be there!"
