All of us here are either friends or couples, right? But who knows what anyone's phone holds. What are you doing on your phone?
Work. Men have a code. They don't tell anyone about each other's affairs.
-Cheers! -Cheers! Some people don't even leave their phone with the screen up.
They always put it back-up. What do they back-up? Back-up?
Baby, does your phone have any secrets? Why don't you find out yourself? Let's play a game, we will unlock our phones and place them on this table.
Whoever gets a call or a message can open it and read it in front of everyone. I think it's a great idea. Are we seriously doing this?
Why don't we play Antakshari if you're so bored? No, that's too boring. Okay, why don't we play that instead, dumbcharad.
-Charades. -Correct. There is only one rule, till the night ends all of our phones are public property.
I don't want to play this 'Truth or Dare'. Do you have something on your phone? Is there anything on your phone?
-Whose phone is it? -Tiger Shroff? And what does he want from your wife?
"I need your body Sam. I wish you were here. In my bed?
" It's an unknown bloody number. There are no previous messages from this number. I have an idea.
Why don't you call the number? Are you alone or is your witch of a mother-in-law with you? Rishabh has received an email from a call girl agency.
What's wrong? Who died? That call girl wants a consultation for a plastic surgery.
-What surgery did she want? -Mammoplasty. What is that?
To change oranges into watermelons. . .
Everyone these days spends their lives looking down at their phones. -What is this <i>gulaami</i>? -Baby, what is <i>gulaami</i>?
Slavery! Who still wants to keep playing this horrible game? Say it!
Keep playing. You are wearing heels up there! Do something Rishabh!
She is going to jump. He is going to jump too! He didn't go up there to steal food!
You want to jump right? Then jump! What kind of a friendship is this?
