Benedick and Beatrice

Benedick: Hello Miss stuburn.

Beatrice: Hello Mr ill-breed. What an artless surprise.

Benedick: As it is the same to me.

Beatrice: What fly-bitten news have you come to spread.

Benedick: Who said the news was fly-bitten.

Beatrice: Whenever you spread news it is never pleasant.

Benedick: That is not true.

Beatrice: Oh please! I bet you only share news with me for your own amusement.

Benedick: Well now you have hit the nail on the head.

Beatrice: Oh get out of here you poisonous measle.