"Hello, is your refridgerator running?"
"JJ, I know it's you - we have caller ID. Stop this while I'm still in a fairly good mood."
"Good mood equals drunk. Right, Lenny?"
"No....it's the kind of drunk between senseless rage and amused irritation."
"Mick, get off my telephone line!"
"Gee, you bicker like an old married couple with at least 4 kids!"
"We are no couple!"
"Mick and Lenny, sitting in a tree- Ouch! Piper, what did you do that for?"
"Ohhh, trouble in lover's paradise, JJ?"
"That's not funny, Mick! You' re just jealous because we're on a romantic cruise for our honeymoon and all you guys do is getting drunk in front of the TV!"
"What's bad about getting drunk and watching TV? You just have to watch the right stuff..."
"I will not grace this with an answer. Piper, to the swimming pool!"
"...I think he hung up, Len."
"Huh....why are you still on the phone, Mick? Get your ass down here on the couch!"
In Keystone, Leonard Snart and Mick Rory were sitting on their old couch, watching TV and definetely not gazing out of the window to watch the sunset while tangling their hands together.
A few hundred miles away, JJ landed with a big splash in the swimming pool of the enormous cruise and drenched Piper with water while the sunlight glistened on the identical two golden rings on their fingers.