"I live with an old lady for God's sake! She would have been disturbed in her sleep with you throwing stones at my balcony!"
"What? You live with an old lady? How could you have married an old woman? Did you do that for money-"
"Stop assuming things. She's my grandmother!" he utters in an exasperated tone.
"Oh..." I lower my head in embarrassment.
"How did you know that I would be the one to come out from that balcony?" he looks at me, questioningly "There could have been anyone instead and got hurt with that stone."
I look away from his eyes, trying to avoid his intense stare "Umm... just speculated and gave it a shot."
"YOU WHAT?" he rakes his fingers through his hair in frustration "I don't believe this..."
