Spice Buffet
While in Arti's home, Bolin was faced with worries; one, he had not gotten laid for more than a week and second, Arti's family wanted him to prove his worthiness through eating an entire table of spicy Indian food. Lastly, their two-week vacation was nearly over and Arti's parents kept delaying their wedding.
Arti never told her family that they were living together in China. Thus, intimacy was out of the question. Bolin stayed in a hotel while Arti stayed with her family.
Each time Arti came to the hotel to fetch him, either Arti's father or her older brother came with her. There was no opportunity to have alone time with his pickle.
They were sitting in the dining table at Arti's home as her mother and grandmother prepared the food for Bolin.
"Pickle, how could you do this to me?" Complained Bolin, whispering to her ear. He was not a fan of spicy food. There was only a certain level of spiciness that he could bear.