Mahandra: You shouldn't have come here. I told you it can't happen again. I mean, last night was great, okay? Better than great, but we can't. If you were anyone else, maybe, but you're not anyone else. You're you, and you're like a brother to me.
Aaron: So, I make love like a black man?
Mahandra: Not that kind of brother, you idiot! Look, it's too complicated. It can't happen. Just go.
Aaron: I just came for the fish.
Mahandra: (Looking at Aaron, playfully) You are such a freak. (She hurls herself at him and lands a big kiss)