Soni and Jimmy
have made their farewells
and you' re still here.

Rahul: I don't like farewells.

Pooja: OK, but drop me home,
will you?

My bangle!

Rahul, have you seen my bangle?

(The light faded …)

Now I am sure I won't find it.
It was my favorite bangle.

Rahul: And mine ...

Pooja: Rahul! Come on, give it to me.

Rahul: Come here and take it.

Pooja: What childish behavior!
Give it to me!

Rahul: Come closer.

Pooja: Here goes... happy?

Rahul: Come closer.
Closer ...

Pooja: Rahul, stop it!

Rahul: Closer ... Closer ... Closer still ... Closer ...