Scene opens up in club
"yeh preeta kahan h.... Preeta oyee winner kahan gyi tu" the girls look around... One of them notice her by bar
"woh rhi bartender ke saath flirt ya badtmeezi kr rhi h probably... Ohh yeah badtmeezi kr rhi h" both girls rush by bar.... Preeta look at them..
Preeta : thank god uh guys came... Yeh bartender.... Mujhe drinks ke liye charge kr rha h...mujhe.... Jiske dad... Yeh club khrid sakte hn...
Bartender : humare paas baht se piyakkad aate hn/ aati hn... Jo exactly yhi bolte hn... But payment ke mamle mein... They always forget wallet or purse.... Sab ko muft ki daaru chahiye hoti...(preeta fist her hand angrily)
Lavanya : hey... Pls dont be rude... Iska purse humare paas hi h... Actually yeh apna purse washroom mein hi bhul gyi... We were changing there...
Bartender : ma'am.... Mai bina payment hue... Kaise maan lun baat...aap kuch bhi bolengi... Aur mai maan lunga... Toh aage chl kr meri naukri hi khtre mein jayegi...
Preeta : naukri tb khtre mein nhi pdi... Pr ab zarur pdegi... (preeta snatched her purse nd keeping credit card on counter)
Bartender : preeta arora... (he looked at her shockingly) rakesh arora ki beti hn aap... (preeta smirks) i... I m sorry ma'am..
Preeta : ab usme baht deri ho gyi h... (preeta walks behind counter.... She start dropping alcohol bottles on floor... Lavanya and rita glance at her shockingly)
Bartender : ma'am... Ma'am pls... Pls aise mt kriye...(manager came rushing...preeta stood at side)
Manager : what the hell is going on here...
Preeta : aapke bartender drinks sambhal nhi paa rha Mr manager.... Ek drink maangi... Aur dekhiye shelves ki aadhi bottles isne knock out kr di.... I didn't expect this hospitality from such prestige club.. My dad... Rakesh arora will be so disappointed ...ki unki beti ko thik se hospitality nhi mili yhan se...
Bartender : nhi.. Nhi sir.. Ma'am jhuth bol rhi hn..
Manager (angrily) : shut up... Just shut up.... Tum jante nhi kisi beti hn yeh ma'am... Aadhe mumbai ke restaurant yeh own krti hn... Inke dad ke hn....
Preeta : manager....aise chote log daat se nh.. Warning se bhi nhi sudharte... In my personal opinion chote logon ko allow hi nhi krna chahiye yhan... Na hi job ke liye.. Na hi yhan member bnne ke liye... Fire him... Taki bakiyon ko bhi sabak mile ki preeta arora se respect se baat krein... Never (look at bartender) mess with me... Nd my ego.... Comeon girls... We are leaving...
Preeta leaves the club with her friends.... They were about to sit inside car..
Rita : preeta... Yeh tune sahi nhi kiya... Tu aise kisi ki naukri nhi cheen sakti...
Preeta : what are uh talking about... Maine uski naukri nhi... Maine usee uski aukaat se milaya h...
Lavanya : hum wahi bol rhe hn... Uh dont knw... How tough it is to get the job nowadays... Sab humari tarah privileged nhi hote...
Preeta (rolls her eyes) : remind me... Why i m friends with uh... Yeah... Because i love uh both... But iska mtlb yeh nhi ki... I will take lecture from uh... Yeh chote log raundne ke liye hote hn.. Agar inhe inki aukat nhi dikhayenge... Yeh aisa khnjar ghopenge paet mein h jiska dard humesha ke liye taza rhega..
Rita : preeta... This is not good yaar... Tere naam ka mtlb hi pyaar h... Aur tu h ki jb dekho sabko nicha dikhati h... Preeta yeh ahankaar acha nhi...
Preeta : jb mai ameer hun... Jb mere paas woh sab h... Jo in middle class ke paas nhi... Toh ahankaar... Krna bnta h... Ahankaar logon ke liye bura h... Pr mere liye mera guroor h... Now lets just goo... (she sit inside her car)
