"Can you cook?"
"Yes."
Their families had contacted each other through matrimonial sites.
"That's great, because I'm a total foodie."
"Me too, and I have a surprise for you."
"Where?"
"Come with me."
While the elders were talking inside, they ran to the roof.
It was a full moon night. Right at the center was a small table for two.
"This is what I've made for you, ma'am," he pulled the chair and handed her a plate.
"Wow. I love it. How did you know it's my favourite?"
He knew. It was easy.
No one can dislike Hyderabadi Biryani.
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