The man: "Alright boss, I'm heading out now before someone spots us." (He looks visibly shaken.)
Principal: "That's exactly what I'm telling you! Get out of here, or else..." (He glares threateningly and gestures for him to leave.)
(Zohan arrives home and heads straight for Sufiya's room.)
Zohan: "Sufiya! Sufiya! Where are you?"
Sufiya: "I'm in the kitchen, bro! Just grabbing a bite. What's up?
"Zohan: (Storming into the kitchen) "Is this any time to be eating? You really—" (He suddenly spots his father and freezes. To himself: Man, what is Dad doing here? He's always busy with work, but of course he's home today. I'm dead meat.)(Nervously) "Dad? What are you doing here?
"Dad: (Sets his newspaper aside, looking stern) "Why? Am I not allowed in my own house? And why are you shouting like that? How dare you raise your voice at my daughter? Speak up—and your reason better be good, or you'll regret it.
"Zohan: (Terrified, to himself: Of all the days he had to stay home... what do I do? Dad looks furious. God, please save me. Where is Mom? Mom, please come... your son's life is on the line today!)
Dad: (Boisterously) "Well? Speak! Has the cat got your tongue?
"Zohan: (Mustering up all his courage, voice trembling) "D-D-Dad... I just wanted to ask her when she's going back to school."
Dad: (Cooling off slightly) "And you had to scream for that? Couldn't you have asked quietly?" (He stares deep into Zohan's eyes.)
Zohan: (His breath hitches as he tries to maintain eye contact) "C-can... can I have some water?
"Dad: (Returning to his paper) "Hmm.
"Zohan: (Starts pouring water but spills it everywhere) "S-sorry!"Dad: (Looking up, now relatively calm) "Forget it. It's fine.
"Sufiya: (Suppressed laughter while eating) "Relax, bro. No one's going to shoot you.
"Zohan: (Glaring at her) "Yeah, I know that.