Arnav: What? Is that why you spilled some on my clothes?
Khushi: No, that was to give people an "Aww" moment, and for you to realize your sister is watching us.
Arnav: Oh! Is she? Oh yeah, there she is. Are you ready?
Khushi: Well, I'm all dressed up like a new bride aren't I? And, I have kheer which I slaved over in the kitchen.
Arnav: Who cooked the food in this house before you and your sister got here?
Khushi: Beats me. I thought you had servants. But they vanished the morning after our wedding.
Arnav: So, kheer huh?
Khushi: Yes, you see, I spent the morning in a makeshift village scene, complete with a goat eating plants, and I pondered about why you're so mad at me... It bothered me a lot, and then I hit on the reason but quickly dismissed it as irrelevant, and then I headed to my rightful place in the kitchen, and addressed all my sister's minor problems.
Arnav: How did you know it was the real reason?
Khushi: Well, um... Because, that's the only significant thing that can be classified as a problem between us, the rest is all gravy.
Arnav: So, what was the reason?
Khushi: Like I said, it's irrelevant. It's what got me into your bad books in the first place, but hey, I'm 18 and I learn nothing from my mistakes.
Arnav: Is my sister still watching?
Khushi: Of course she is! She has plenty of time doesn't she? All dressed up, and this massive house to wander around.
Arnav: Are you jealous?
Khushi: Of course not!! I get to wander around plenty. The main floor, of course now the kitchen, then there's my outdoor bedroom, and oh yeah, the terrace.
Arnav: So you like the terrace best? Is that what you're saying?
Khushi: What?
Arnav: Never mind. Come, sit down, I need to feed you some kheer.
Khushi: Why?
Arnav: It's a done to death tradition, the CVs want to see if I can successfully resurrect it.
Khushi: How should I react?
Arnav: I think they're going for a baffled look... While I flirt outrageously. You need to keep your purity intact.
Khushi: Is there ever going to come a day when I can go all Sex in the City on you?
Arnav: Not in our lifetime.
Khushi: Dammit!!
Arnav: OK, now feed me some, she's still watching. I think we look lovely together.
Khushi: Shut up, I'm choking.
Arnav: Is there a handy jug of water nearby? Oh yes.. there is!!
Khushi: OK she's gone. What do I do now?
Arnav: Act like you're hurt.
Khushi: Why do I get the feeling of deja vu?
Arnav: My room, white shirt, bangles, my aunt, remember?
Khushi Oh yeah! So are you going to stalk off now?
Arnav: Naturally.
Khushi: Bye
Arnav: What's next?
Khushi: Ultimatums.
Arnav: What? Again? How much arrogance do I need to show here?
Khushi: Enough to make people feel satisfaction that I have risen to every challenge and not let it break my spirit.
Arnav: I thought this was a love story? Where's the sex?
Khushi: Is that all you think about? This is a DRAMA! Get over your normalcy!!
Arnav: OK, stop being a freaking DRAMA Queen. We already have one in the family.
Khushi: Yeah, I know... Tomorrow there's going to be even more of her.
Arnav: Why?
Khushi: My sister and I burned the kheer.
Arnav: What? WHY?
Khushi: We enjoy getting browbeaten.
Arnav: Just so you know, I'm not opposed to some S&M...
Khushi: Is that what the whole dupatta thing was about?
Arnav: Oh so you got that?
Khushi: Of course.. It was thrilling.
Arnav: Can we do handcuffs next?
Khushi: Whoa! Down boy! We'll have to make do with silk scarves, but I see you don't have a wrought iron bedpost, so forget it.
Arnav: Dammit!
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