A dialogue between two friends about a dinner party

Dialogue Writing

 

A dialogue between two friends about a dinner party

Ashfaq: Hey, Ashfaq. Why aren't you ready? It's almost 7 o'clock!

Sidra: I'm sorry, Ashfaq. I'm not going. I have to study.

A: But you can study later. Don't you want to go?

S: No, not really. I don't like dinner parties.

A: But what can I tell the Riaz?

S: Tell them I'm sick.

A: But you aren't sick. Come on Sidra. I don't like to lie.

S: And don't like to go to dinner parties.

A: Come on Sidra. You can't say no to the Riazs.

S: My English is so bad and they don't speak Portuguese.

A: Your English is fine. And you have a good accent.

S: Do you really think so?

A: Yes, I do. And you can practice you English at the party.

S: You're so confident.

A: Then you're coming?

S: No. Ashfaq. I don't want to go.

A: Please, Sidra. Do it for me. For my career.

S: {to Ashfaq} Who's that?

A: He's here. Please Sidra for me. The door's open! Come in!

Rizwan: Hi Sidra.

A: Hello, Michael. Do you know my sister, Sidra?

R: No, I don't.

A: Sidra, I want you to meet Rizwan. He's driving us to his parents party.

S: How do you do?

R: It's a pleasure to meet you Sidra.

A: I'm ready, but Sidra.....

S: Oh, Ashfaq. Just five more minutes. {to Rizwan} Sorry to keep you waiting.

R: Don't apologize. I'm happy you're coming.

Mr. Riaz: Rizwan.

Rizwan: Yes, Dad.

Mr: We have to talk.

R: Oh? What about?

Mr: The business son.

R: What about it?

Mr: It's growing. I want an assistant and ...

R: And you want me.

Mr: Yes. I'm 57. Soon...

R: Dad. You know I'm an artist.

Mr: I don't understand.

R: I know you don't

Mr: You're 29. You're intelligent.

R: And I want to paint.

Mr: That's a hobby, not a career.

R: What about Michelangelo or Picasso? Was it a hobby for them too?

Mr: No. Of course not Bit...

R: But what? Maybe ?I'm not Picasso. But I have to try. Give me a year. One more year.