Things are not really what they seemed. My first impression when I clashed with you, Hindustani, was that you were a bully. That has now changed. I hope someday you, me, and the rest do some bonding of sorts over a white sandy beach underneath coconut trees drinking ice-cold coconut water, eat broiled bananas, buttered corn, etc. While others are swimming in the clear blue water on the beach, we sing songs to refresh our memories of the way we were with a videoki. Deal or No Deal?