Salaam Namaste Page #5

Oh... and the name is Nick,

not Nikhil Arora, Okay ?

You ! - Yes !

So you've finally decided

to be sensible and say sory.

Sory ? Are you crazy ?

l'm calling because...

what you're doing is not right.

And what am l doing ?

You're ruining my reputation.

How ?

By calling me Nikhil Arora for a star.

Oh, l am so sory.

l had no idea you hated your name so much.

l won't do it again.

Thank you.

Nikhil Arora.

Nikhil... Arora.

Stop it !

Star singing her name as well.

What are you doing ?

lf you can sing my name,

l can sing yours.

Listen, what's your problem ?

What's your problem ?

Just because l was a

little late for your stupid show,

you're tying to destroy my life,

my career, everything ?

l would have tolerated your coming late,

if you had the decency

to call and apologise.

Apologise ?

For a two-bit radio show ?

Forget it !

Two-bit ? Fine !

Now just wait and watch...

how this two-bit radio show

transforms you from a chef to a waiter

Sory.

Ah, sory. That's better.

You've finally come to your senses.

What ? l wasn't talking to you.

lt's all right Nikhil.

There's nothing to be ashamed of.

You made a mistake,

and now you've apologized.

Now listen to me. l'm going to give

you another chance. But for that...

you'll have to come on time for my show.

- l have an idea...

stuff your show in a bag: a garbage

truck visits my restaurant evey night.

Nice one.

l'm sure it does.

No one eats at your joint anyway...

it must all go down the drain.

Give her a last warning.

Look Ambar, this is your last warning...

Stuff your last warning and listen to me.

Unless you appear on my

show and apologise to my listeners...

l won't let you off the hook.

Now choose one.

Your pride or your career ?

You'll sacrifice at least one of them.

You ! You...

Salaam Namaste.

What happened ?

l think l won.

Good. Well done,

l'm proud of you.

Obviously you're not

gaping like that at my food.

My palm is itching.

l have a feeling that the line

of romance is finally emerging.

Congratulations.

Who've you fallen for now ?

All five. l'm going to

ty for all five of them.

l'll drop my handkerchief

and pick it up with a...

Excuse me, l think you dropped this.

Ron, it has your name on it.

Damn.

Yes ! l'll drop it, pick it up and say,

lt's mine, would you like to keep it ?

Okay Ron, l have a lot of work.

Oi ! Drop that !

Why ?

Because it's not lunch-time yet.

And you're spoiling my arrangement.

Buzz off.

You...

What're you doing ? He's a kid.

That's the problem.

Why do people have kids ?

Why can't we just be born adults?

lrritating bloody creatures.

Hello.

She's going to break my back.

Who's that guy ? - l don't know.

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