Ramya: Or a pathway for frustration.
Rajiv: Wonder why you always sing a sluggish tune forgetting there is a woman behind every successful man?
Ramya: Maybe, to push him into the cesspool of greed only to find him dragging her along.
Rajiv: Isn’t it silly to dub the hard-nosed as greedy?
Ramya: Why, eying what is not your due is plain greedy, isn’t it?
Rajiv: The world doesn’t care how you make your money but weighs you with the moolah you have. Well, it’s the credo of the dull to deride success one way or the other.
Ramya: God save you, if you have one.
Rajiv: Don’t you know God helps those who help themselves.
Ramya: Isn’t it also said that those whom Gods want to destroy they make mad.
Rajiv: Besides your beauty nothing makes me madder than your madness.
Ramya: Don’t you know I’m mad with you because I love you?
[Enter: Nayak ushered in by Rangaiah. Rangaiah goes backstage.]
[Nayak greets Rajiv and Ramya, they greet him in turn.]
Rajiv: I thought you would bring Mr. Samapath along with you.
Nayak: I’ll come to that later. I hope I haven’t kept you waiting for too long. Blame it upon the hazards of our haphazard traffic.
Ramya: Don’t we, Hyderabadies learn to live with the pregnant traffic ever?
Rajiv [winks at Ramya]: Of what avail is an ever pregnant wife, what do you say?
Ramya: Is it a plea for bigamy? [Turns to Nayak] What do you say lawyer garu?
Nayak: I recall a limerick about the trial of a man who had three wives. When the judge had asked him, why three, the guy said, one is impossible, bigamy, sir, is a crime.’
Ramya [to Nayak]: What about having on hand my plaint for divorce?
Nayak: Won’t my conflict of interest rule that out.
Ramya: That is in spite of the notorious double tongue.
Nayak: Isn’t it a professional hazard? But I can put you to Rau.
Rajiv: You mean my class fellow Rau! Is he still going round the courts in his worn-out black coat?
Nayak: Soon he’s going to be sworn in as a judge of the Delhi High Court.
Rajiv: What, Rau, a high court judge, are you joking.
Nayak: Why, even as he was growing intellectually all the while, you got stuck in your belief that you had outgrown him.
Rajiv: Why didn’t you tell me before?
Nayak: Is your role model of success a low profile lawyer on the right side of justice?
[Rangaiah brings some tea for them.]