(Suddenly, Professor Sharma knocks on the door. Both freeze.)
(Casually) Arey yaar, tension mat le. Subah uthke likhunga. "Kal subah dena" wali policy hai meri.
(From outside) Chintu! Golu! Light on hai. So nahi rahe? Khula darwaza!
Ab time nahi hai. Mera future aapke haath hai.
(Trembling) Sir... woh... kal subah...
(Salutes like Army) Sir, aapki kripa rahi toh main raat bhar jaagunga.
(Sweating) Sir, woh... motivational quote hai. "I love pinky colour" likhna tha. Typo ho gaya.
(Horror face) YE KYA? FILE TOH KHAALI HAI!
Aur ye page 52 pe likha hai – "I love Pinki." Toh ye practical ka part hai?
Main monitor ban gaya.
(Sweet voice) Pinki ji... aapki yaad aa rahi thi... aur file bhi khaali hai. Thodi help?
Pinki ko main ignore nahi kar sakta. Usne bola hai "complete karle"... toh Matlab woh meri care karti hai? (Dreamy eyes)