Preeta's cabin
Karan was standing in her cabin holding ladies clothes...Preeta glance at him
Preeta: what? ghur kyun rhe ho ab tum mujhe
Karan : mai yhan hanger ke kaam ke liye nhi hun na mai pree...mera mtlb ma'am
Preeta : well...office boy toh ho na...and waise bhi i want ki tum humari nayi models ka measurement loh
Karan : kya...tum yeh kya bol rhi ho...paagal ho gyi ho....mai kyun lunga unka naap...dekho madam....mai files idhar udhar krne ke liye...chai dene ke liye....mai kisi parayi aurat ko touch nhi krunga
Preeta : tumhe maine kaam diya hai na...chup chap jaa kr kro.....warna tumko yhan se bhi nikal dungi samjhe tum
Karan : maine kaha na mai kisi parayi aurat ke kareeb nhi jaunga....aur waise bhi....tumhare baap yaani mere sasur jo ne rakha hai...jinki yeh company asal mein hai...mai chla...mujhko coffee bnani hai..4 bj gye hn....tumko chahiye....kaali coffee dunga...tumhari tarah kadwi....chahiye na...chahiye....mai laata hun...haan...(he felt grip around his wrist)
Preeta : Mr karan luthra....chup chap jaa kr unke measurements loh...warna tumhare liye acha nhi hoga... i m telling you....tumhare worst se worst nightmares mai sach kr sakti hun...tum toh jaante ho na husband....ki mai kitna bura kr skti hun
Karan : jo karna hai kar loh....mai kisi parayo aurat ke kareeb nhi jaunga
Preeta (frustratingly) : ugh...parayi aurat...parayi aurat...kyun nhi jaana tumko.....why the hell uh keep repeating this...aree kyun nhi jaoge...
Karan (with same frustration) : kyunki tum meri patni ho....(preeta look at him) aur jitni nafrat mai tumse krta hun...utni hi sachchai is shaadi mein mujhe dikhti hai...tum meri patni ho...yeh sachchai hai mere liye.....chaahe tumhare liye nhi....pr mere liye hai..mai kisi bhi parayi ladki ke kareeb nhi jaunga...kyunki woh dhokha hoga meri nazar mein tumhare liye.....ab mai chlta hun mai ma'am...(he leaves from there....Preeta look at him)
Preeta : why he is so weird...shaadi ko sachchai....hmmm...(soft smile crept her lips)
She heard knock on her cabin door and look at her kiran
Kiran : hello ma'am...(preeta narrowed her eyes looking at him)
Preeta : hi kiran....koi kaam hai...ya mere husband se sar takraane ka bahana chahiye.... (kiran looks down)
Kiran : i m so...sorry ma'am...mujhe idea nhi tha ki woh pati hn....and...and hum bas takra gye the...
Preeta : aage se mere husband aate dikhe na make sure ki tum ya office ki koi ladki unke raaste aake unse takrao na...kyunki mai unki kismat ke tukde kr dungi...do uh get that...now tell me...kya kaam hai.
Kiran: actually ma'am....hume ek shoot pr jaana hai....calendar shoot hai...aapka koi input hoga toh we can change it then and there only....agar aap free hn...toh chlein....
Preeta :yeah...but get someone....and ask them to clean all this and take measurements of model waiting downstairs....i dont want ...ki mera pehla project is company mein khrab ho...
Kiran : yeah sure ma'am...
Preeta : i'll meet uh downstairs only....(kiran left from there) ugh...ab bahar shoot mein kitna time waste hoga mera....us sadakchaap ke saath kya krun...yhan chorun...ya shoot pr pe jaaun....yhin chor deti hu ...wahan kisi model ke sath...nhi nhi....woh yhin thik hai....
Preeta picked up her purse and walked towards lobby where lift is....she stopped at her step and look at karan laughing and talking with women employees who had surrounded him in kitchen...
