(In The Heights but CITYHUMANSSS-)

Holly Springs: So then New London walks in the room...

Rolesville: Uh-huh...

Holly Springs: She smells sex and cheap perfume...

Rolesville: Uh-oh!

Holly Springs: It smells like one of those trees that you hang from the rear view!

Rolesville: Hah-hah, no!

Holly Springs: It's true! She screams, "Who's in there with you, Oakboro?!" Grabs a bat and kicks in the door...
Holly Springs: He's in bed with San José from the liquor store!

Raleigh and Rolesville: No me diga!?