A: Eyy fuggy mujhe woh chahiye
P: kya chahiye
A: woh - tumhare chashme *plucks them off her face and puts on side table*
P: haaayeee! No no no I need them
A: you don't need them in bed!
P: yes I do! I wanna be able to see in dreamland
A: you're not going to dreamland
P: where an I going
A: let's put it this way baby...this is a journey for the senses
P: arre?? Sight is a sense
A: chashme toh uttar diya I guess chatri next?
P: you and your lame lines! Fine I'll de-chatri but gimme your dogtags first
A: what! Why! No!
P: need them as collateral
A: what does that mean
P: I don't trust you to give me my glasses back in the morning so I'll hold your dogtags hostage and we'll trade
A: fuggy don't be silly I -
P: I know you love my chashma in an unhealthy way
A: but
P: no dogtags no deal no journey
A: but!!
P: *removes chatri AND underchatri and while he's busy staring takes his dogtags* there we go now journey can start chaliye mujhe journey chahiye
A: ...ok
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