Alisa: Don’t be mad.
Sabir: I’m not mad.
Alisa: Yes, you are. I’m sorry. I admit it was my fault. Will you stop moping now?
Sabir: I’m not moping. I’m giving you the silent treatment.
Alisa: I knew it! You’re still peeved at me. What can I do to make it up to you?
Sabir: You can leave me alone.
Alisa: If I leave you alone to stew, you’ll replay the whole incident in your head and the next thing I know, you’ll hold a grudge against me. Won’t you just forgive me so we can move on?
Sabir: What you said wasn’t just a slight. It was an out-and-out insult.
Alisa: I know it was and I’m truly sorry. I’ll buy you lunch at your favorite restaurant to show you how contrite I am.
Sabir: And you won’t say it again?
Alisa: I promise I’ll never tell you again in front of your friends how much you look like Elvis – in his later years.
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