66.
GAYATRI
Thank you so much! How much--
VICKY
(still nervous)
It’s free.
GAYATRI
Really?
VICKY
Yes yes.. Free for you.
GAYATRI
But your dad--
VICKY
Kya karlega? I’ll figure something.
GAYATRI
Wow.. Thank you for the gift then!
(Pats his arm. Then-)
You want to go out somewhere and--
VICKY
Yahin par theek hai.
GAYATRI
Ok!
And she sits next to him. She takes out the dress and starts
marveling at it while Vicky is looking at her very closely.
Checking her eyes, ears, hair.. And especially the feet,
which for some reason are again completely covered by her
long skirt.
GAYATRI
I like your clothes.
VICKY
What?
GAYATRI
Your clothes. What you’re wearing.
Did you stitch them yourself too?
Vicky instinctively holds his shirt together -- like she will
snatch it from his body any time --
VICKY
No. Readymade.
GAYATRI
(now fully suspicious)
Is something the matter?
Beat. Vicky shakes his head. She stares.
Then -- he calms himself down, musters courage.
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