Evening by the beach

She: Wow, it is so calm and beautiful here. You were right, this city isn't that bad.
He: See I told you so.
She: But the problem here is not the people, it is some people. Most people have more than enough problems in their life that they don't care why a young couple is sitting by the beach at this time of the hour. While some are happy to see us happy. Yet, there are some who can't find anyone else being happy even if it's nothing that will affect them.
He: Of course there are bad people everywhere, not just here.
She: Yeah but these aren't bad people right; or goondas or criminals, right? At least these are not professional killers or anything. These people have normal day jobs, loans, electricity bills and that usual middle class fubar. Most probably they go back home to their wives and kids after a good day of moral policing. They are normal. Now that is what dangerous.
He: Come on. Chill no? I mean let us enjoy this moment.

Them: Hey hey hey! Who are you? What is this, America? Who are you two? What is this a hotel room? Hey, who is this girl? Is she your wife? Show me the thaali! What is your name? What is her name?
He: Hey hey! What are you doing? Keep your hands off man! She is my girlfriend. Yeah!
She: Of course! We are together. He didn't force me to sit here and it is none of your business anyway.
Them: Girl friend? Huh? This is India? Give me your parents number! Give me your phone?
She: Ok ok ok! Wait, wait!  Let me take it!

She (turning to him while ruffling through her bag): See, this is what I said.

Then she finds what she is looking for from her bag, loads it and shoots Them in their faces.

He: Ok, lets have some chai now?
She: Yeah! And some Uzhunnu vada. Let's go.