"Nam Ae-ri, poking around in someone else’s business? That’s the last move people make when they’re desperate."

"Still as sneaky as ever."

"Me? Sneaky?"

"I’ve known your true colors for a long time. Smiling sweetly in front of the elders, then rolling your eyes the moment they look away."

"Why don’t you worry about your own life for once and leave me out of it?"

"Who the hell are you really?"

"Just the daughter of a steelworker from Ulsan’s coast."

(laughs) "Oh, please! There’s a lot more dirt to dig up, I’m sure. Your past probably stinks worse than a garbage heap."

"And you think you're any better?"

"Do you really think I’m like you?"