Why VikJ and I don't share the same cubicle anymore...

Xai: You're always looking at your computer. You don't even hear me the first time when I call you!

VikJ: (spaced out): Well, that's because I'm usually working on something important.

Xai: (injured voice): And you think what I have to say is not important?

VikJ: (too spaced out to realize what's coming): What could be so important? You're just usually offering me chocolate or something.

Xai: (injured, wronged and accusatory): I'm sharing my chocolate with you Vik. But I guess it's too much to expect you to understand.

VikJ: (wanting to get it over with): Look, lets talk about something else. Did I tell you the boss offered to take me to Deccan Pen store? He said he picked up a few brilliant vintage pieces from there.

Xai: (hurt and incredulous): I thought you don't like old stuff.

VikJ: (just plain incredulous): When did I say that?

Xai: You didn't come to see the Charminar with me when I asked you to come...

VikJ: (exasperated): That is completely irrelevant to the discussion we're having.

Xai: (gushing emotion): And what is the discussion Vik? Why don't you just say it straight. You don't like me anymore, do you? You make fun of the chocolate I share with you. You don't have time to go see the Charminar with me... You don't hear me when I call you... I should have read the signs... If you really liked me you would have bought me chocolate...

VikJ: (clueless): Look, it's not how you make it out to be.

Xai: (emotional): Then how is it Vik? How is it?

VikJ: (wants to get on with work): I don't know! You seem to have all the answers. You figure it out yourself!

Xai: (made up her mind): All right. I will. I'll just go find a new workstation.

VikJ: (pondering software architecture): Whatever...

Xai: I will. (leaves)

VikJ: (a few hours later): I need some chocolate... Where did that girl disappear?

Well, that's not really the reason... But I wish it was... It seems so much fun!