She soon wore her pink night shirt and her matching night shorts. She went downstairs and her dad was discussing something serious with her mother. Savita just walked to the dining hall and sat on her regular chair. She crossed her legs and was eating the pakodas made by her mother. After two bites, her father told her,

Father: Hope, mom told you everything.
Savita: (Silently eating)
Father: Did she?
Savita: (Nodding her head to acknowledge)
Father: Good. They are coming tomorrow to see you.
Savita: Tomorrow?
Father: Yes. Be ready. Wear a nice sari.