Hey. Excuse me, ma'am. Have you seen a man who looks like [description]? Yes? That way? Okay, thanks. Oh no, it's nothing important, I just want to hit him a few times.
What would you say if that particular man you were looking for suddenly vanished just when you'd found him again?
More than anything she wanted the world to be uncomplicated, for right and wrong to be as easily divided as the black and white sections of an Oreo. But the world was not a cookie. — Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Tree of Wishes