Jia: I WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU!
Jay: Okay, can you do the dishes?
Jia: No!
Jia: I'm sick and tired of being called 'mortal' like, you don't know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It's rude.
Jia: Why do you think I don't like you? I do. I would kill for you.
Jia: Ask me to kill for you.
Jungwon: ...First of all, calm down
Sunoo, holding a scooter: Jia! Can I go outside and play with this?
Jia: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay?
Sunoo, running outside: Thanks Jia!
Jia, running out after them and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET!
Heeseung: I don't even use tubberware anymore.
Jia: What are you saying? Say it again.
Heeseung: Tubberware.
Jia: Say it again. Slow.
Heeseung: Tubberware.
Jia: Slow, very slow - actually, say the first syllable.
Heeseung: Tub.
Jia: Wrong.
Heeseung: What do you mean, wrong?
Jia: I thought I caught that. You're saying tub. It's P.
Heeseung: What are you talking about?
Jia: Tupperware. Tupper.
Heeseung: It's tupper!
Jia: It's tupper, always has been, always will be.
Heeseung: I thought it was tubberware because it kind of looks like a tub.
*Sunghoon and Jia are in a car teetering on the edge of a cliff*
Sunghoon : oh my god, Jia, backwards!
Jia: Really, Sunghoon ? I thought I might go forwards into the river, I thought that would be a fun thing to do.
Jia: Arson? Oh, you mean "crime brûlée".
Jake: It's not gonna work, I'm not a snitch.
Cop: Fine, let's try something else. Tag a friend you recently committed a crime with.
Jake: Lmao, @Jia.
Ni-ki: *in a jail cell* What about my Miranda rights!? You're supposed to say I have 'the right to remain silent'"! NOBODY SAID I HAD THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!
Jia: *in the cell next to them* You have the right to remain silent, what you lack is the capacity.
Jia: Alright, listen up you little shits.
Jia: Not you Jungwon. You're an angel and we're thrilled you're here.
Sunoo: We can't lose. Because we have this. *points to their chest*
Jia: We have heart?
Sunoo: Heart? No, me. I'm pointing at myself. I'm going to win this for us.
Jay: My hands are cold.
Jia: Here, let me hold them.
Jay: My lips are cold too.
Jia: *covers Jay's mouth with their hand*