He: Hey!

She: Moron!

He (Taken aback): What?

She: So you can't hear me now. Have I gone deaf?

He: If I can't hear you, I should be deaf not you. What's wrong with you?

She: See, I thought as much. I was worried if there was something wrong with me. I went home and turned on the TV and I couldn't hear anything. I thought I had gone deaf. Only when my mother came and told me, I knew the TV was on mute. You are so mean.

He (Wondering...): Why am I mean if you can't hear? I mean you can hear, but why am I mean?

She: So I am mean. Right?

He: No. That's not what I meant.

She: See. There is only two of us. You and I. Either something is wrong with me or something is wrong with you. Else why are we fighting?

He: It needn't be that way.

She: So you're saying there is a third person involved.

He: What? When did I say that? I meant to say we both can be right.

She: So I am not right.

He: Eh?

She: Yeah. If we can be right. Then we are not right.

He: No. Something is wrong with you.

She: Then I am not right. Admit it. Oh! Now I know. You want to find something wrong with me so you can move on.

He: What the... No way. Why should I move on?

She: Forget it.

He: No. Something is wrong with you... I...

She: Stop harping on it.

He: I...

She: want to move on?

He: No.

She: Then.

He: Let's eat.

She: Why did you buy two cups of corn?

He: For us.

She: You always buy only one.

He: I am hungry and so I thought...

She: So, I've been eating your food also all these days. I am a glutton.

He: Why are you so cranky today? Do you want to go home?

She: Ha! Go home! In your dreams. And what will you do? Kick-start the scooter of that tall, fair girl?

He: What? Oh! Whoa!

She: See. You are stuttering. And beaming like an idiot. You like her. You don't love me any more.

He: Ah! come on. You could've asked me. I am smiling because you've been acting funny for something as silly as my helping someone?

She: Not someone. That tall, fair girl. What did you do?

He: The electric start wasn't working and she asked if I could help. I tried for a while and then kick-started it.

She: She must have thanked you.

He: Yeah..

She: And she must've said I can't thank you enough.

He: No.. I mean.

She: I know.

He: And...

She: And she must've said we should meet sometime.

He: You are overthinking this. She smiled and left. It was raining.

She: Oh! that's why you bought two steaming cups of corn.

He: What?

She: Stop pretending. One for you and one for her.

He: Why would I buy someone two steaming cups of corn a whole day after it rains? After all she would've needed it more last evening than now.

She: See, you are thinking about her.

He: No

She: And you know she wanted to eat corn last evening.

He: I am just saying; for argument's sake.

She: So you want to argue with me.

He: No I don't. As for the corn, I bought it for us.

She: But you never kick-started my scooter.

He: That's because you didn't need it and if you ever needed it, I wasn't in office at that time. I wouldn't have known.

She: See. That's the point. And you ask what is wrong with me.

He: What's the point?

She: One, you are never around when I need you and two, you don't even know if I need you to help kick-start my scooter. But you were there when she needed you.

He: She didn't need me. It could've been anyone.

She: It could've been and yet you were there for her.

He: That's so silly. Why are you blabbering?

She: Ah! So I am the one who blabbers now. OK sir. I will leave now. Goodbye. You wait for your new sweetheart and you can talk all poetic-poetic stuff. I will go home, blabber alone and cry. I'll see how long this lasts.

He: But you said you are not going home.

She: I can do whatever I want.

He: At least eat and go. What will I do with all this corn?

She: Moron!

She then proceeds t empty a cup of corn on his finely combed hair before storming out. In due course, it all begins to fall – not in place.