TOW the fake party!

Kuchi and I were watchin F.R.I.E.N.D.S (The One with the Fake party).
But for once, our minds were elsewhere, notwithstanding a delectable Jeniffer Aniston prancing around in her tight red cheerleader's dress wooing her Joshua..
"Dei, guss podu da...**** gaandaa irukku' Kuchi finally gave up, closing Media player before Rachel could slip out her undergarments from underneath her top in what was supposed to be her ultimate seductive manuveur..
'****EVVLO neram da... **** oru maNi nerathukku mela aachu... *****aa avan..', I echoed, opening the door, hope personified..
After an excruciatingly long 5 more minutes of walking around the room and occasionally peeping from the balcony at the long and lonely walkway, it happened finally!
Knock on the door.
Kuchi and I almost banged each other's heads off in our rush for the doorknob..
There he was, the slightly tired lookin stodgy man in a checked dirty sleeveless shirt that emphasized his paunch a bit too strongly for his liking.. he didnt seem to care though, as he gave us a warm smile "aap order kiyaa saab"?
"Yeah, aayiye" we ushered him in.
"Kitnaa"? i asked him, murmuring to Kuchi, "oru vazhiyaa vandhaan da"..
"Naappathi anju saar" he said, momentarily catching me off guard, making me look like a pig.
We then looked around for something that we could use to hold what he had brought with him. Nothing. A quick visit to the pantry. Still Nothing.
With no sane options, the brown WAC envelope seemed the only remote possibility, and so there it was. Serving a different purpose!
As though we had ordered the forbidden fruits, he stealthily removed the container and emptied it face down onto the unsuspecting WAC envelope.
TWELVE IDLYS!!!
The Sambar and Chutney were there too, albeit cold, in covers that looked exactly like the sapthagiri parcel covers.
After giving us his visiting card that said "Keshav Rao: South Indian Food: Home Delivery", he left us to break our heads about where to empty the sambar and chutney into.
Completely lost, we decided that the Dominoes Pizza Sheet that had the menu on it would we the placeholder for the Thengaai chutney..
The pick of the day was Kuchi's stroke of genius.
The empty glass of fountain coke from Mcdonald's!
After a quick wash, that glass suddenly found itself playing host to cold fountain sambar!
Six idlys apiece, with the dripping chutney and all that sambar later, two very very satisfied men leaned back on their chairs, and resumed F.R.I.E.N.D.S, though this time focusing keenly on Jeniffer Aniston's black undergarments...
"****. kabaala sex da", Kuchi said.
"**** ", I chorused.