*Despite knowing full well that the twins would be coming, the Rosiers have made no effort to provide them appropriate food. Rajiv is stopping every caterer he can find, looking for some strained carrots or even some juice. But most of them look him and his kurta up and down and move away after stiffly telling him to find the seemingly Vanished head caterer.
This wedding is everything Rajiv hates, and he's doing his best to hide it. Stony to begin with, his face has become almost completely impassive. That is, until he sees the Patils.
He's behind them, able to see exactly where their eyes are directed. Jyoti and his girls are talking to some gora, but the Patils don't appear to want to engage either of them. Last night Jyoti had all but begged to for Rajiv to introduce her to them, and if it were not for that, Rajiv would never approach them. But for her, he moves up behind them.
There's an awkward moment as he follows them where Rajiv cannot decide what to call them...sahib and memsahib? Mister and Missus? After a moment's contemplation, Rajiv clears his throat.*
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Date: 2011-07-12 07:00 pm (UTC)This wedding is everything Rajiv hates, and he's doing his best to hide it. Stony to begin with, his face has become almost completely impassive. That is, until he sees the Patils.
He's behind them, able to see exactly where their eyes are directed. Jyoti and his girls are talking to some gora, but the Patils don't appear to want to engage either of them. Last night Jyoti had all but begged to for Rajiv to introduce her to them, and if it were not for that, Rajiv would never approach them. But for her, he moves up behind them.
There's an awkward moment as he follows them where Rajiv cannot decide what to call them...sahib and memsahib? Mister and Missus? After a moment's contemplation, Rajiv clears his throat.*