I WOULD HAVE MISS THE VIEW.
Mark:
"Just drop the idea, and I promise you'll definitely get to go to South Korea. I'll make sure of that, but you can't marry someone from there."
Ishana: (thinking)
"Why can't I marry a Korean guy? Shouldn't they just be happy if I'm happy?
Why do they only think about themselves?
What if we don't meet as often? It's not that big of a deal..."
Mark: (noticing her gloomy expression)
"Why is she so upset? I just don't get it.
What could a Korean guy give her that an Indian guy can't?"
Mark (cont'd):
"With that logic, I should've gone for a Russian wife, right?"
Ishana:
"What?! A Russian?! What are you even talking about?"
Mark: (laughs)
"I was just joking! Don't make that sad face, I don't like it."
Ishana:
"Hmm..."
(Meanwhile, they arrive at the beauty parlour.)
Mark:
"Here we are. Now go get ready. Umm, how much time will it take?"
Ishana:
"How would I know?!"
Mark:
"Okay, then I'll come with you."
Ishana:
"Hmm..."
(They walk inside the parlour.)
Lady:
"Oh, finally you're here! You're here for the bridal makeup, right?"
Ishana:
"Yes."
Lady:
"Okay, go get undressed and wear this." (She hands Ishana a two-piece bikini.)
Ishana: (shocked)
"How can I wear this?!
Ugh, I don't like this stuff! This is exactly why I never come to parlours...
I asked the lady, 'Can't I just wear what I'm wearing now?'"
Lady:
"No, we need to apply full-body foundation.
How can we do that with those clothes on? And what about the wax?"
Mark:
"Come on, just wear it. It's all ladies here."
Ishana:
"I don't like anyone touching me..."
Mark:
"I know that, but I can't apply foundation on you.
So just bear with it... just for today."
Ishana:
"Okay, well, I didn't ask you to apply foundation on me." (She says sarcastically while going to change.)
"Crap... this is gonna be so weird. I've got a bathrobe, but... ugh, I really don't want to wear this."
(Ishana goes to change, and Mark starts wondering how he should kill time.)
Ring! Ring!
Mark:
"Yes? Bro, what is it?"
Yash:
"Bro, I think you need to come back... the caterer had an accident, so they can't come. We need to find another one."
Mark:
"Okay, I'll talk to the manager."
Yash:
"Hmm."
Mark:
"I'd better go home and check all the arrangements myself. What if something else went wrong?
I texted Ishana to let her know I'm leaving and that I'll be back when she's done... and then left."
(Back at the parlour, Ishana is changing.)
Lady:
"Ma'am, now take your robe off and lie down on the bed."
Ishana: (thinking)
"What?! Lay down? Are they going to apply foundation... or rape me?!"
"Uhh, can't you apply it while I'm standing here?"
Lady:
"No, ma'am. You need to lie down. Please cooperate."
Ishana:
"Hmm..." (I reluctantly let the robe fall off and lie down.)
(They start applying what feels like jelly on her legs.)
Ishana: (realizing)
"What the hell?! This isn't foundation... it's wax!
Damn it!!"
"Please don't touch me with your bare hands put on the gloves, i have allergy to physical contact."
(The lady continues applying wax all over her body and starts removing hair.)
Ishana: (grimacing in pain)
"This is so painful..."
(Ishana checks her phone and sees a text from Mark.)
Mark's text:
"I'm leaving now. I'll be back when you're done."
Lady:
"Ma'am, please put your phone down and don't move."
Ishana:
"Oh, sorry..."
(Back at home, Mark is checking the lawn for decorations.)
Mark: (to the manager)
"Don't worry, we'll finish everything on time... just get it done quickly. The guests will be here soon. And check for a new caterer!"
Manager:
"No worries, sir. We've already contacted another caterer, and they'll be here in half an hour."
Mark:
"Hmm..."
(He notices his mom has arrived earlier than expected.)
Mom:
"Son, why haven't you gotten ready yet?
You don't have much time, go get ready!"
Mark:
"Yes, Mom."
Mom:
"Where's Khushi?"
Mark:
"Uhh, I don't know... She must be getting ready."
Mom:
"You don't know where your wife is?"
Mark:
"No, she's probably getting ready."
Mom:
"Well, you go check on her."
Mark:
"Hmm..."
(Mark heads toward his room.)
Yash:
"Bro, you're not ready yet? Go fast!"
Mark:
"Yeah, I'm already going to get ready."
(He walks in to find Khushi struggling to drape her saree.)
Mark: (thinking to himself)
"Damn, this view is amazing when she's half-dressed. Good timing, Mark.
I almost missed it!"