குமிழி: בובלר, let’s go!
בובלר: Oh, yeah, about telling Mom and Dad, I was thinking about writing maybe a letter.
குமிழி: Okay, you know what? That’s it, you had your chance.
בובלר: What-?
குமிழி: Mom, Dad, בובלר smoked pot in college.
בובלר: You are such a tattletale!
בובלר: Mom, Dad, you remember that time you walked into my room and smelled marijuana? Well, I told you it was حباب ساز who was smoking the pot but... It was me. I’m sorry.
குமிழி: And Dad, you know that mailman that you got fired? He didn’t steal your Playboy’s, בובלר did.