"So, how are we gonna get to Trivandrum?" Lonappan asked John. After his conversation with Ponnappan, he was hell bent on reaching Trivandrum as late as possible.
"Well, I thought that we could get to the nearest airport and get a connecting flight to Trivandrum." John replied.
Hearing this, Lonappan took out his phone and surfed for a bit. "Look, the tickets for the cheapest connecting flight are over. Now, all that's left is the tickets for a twenty-two thousand's ticket." Lonappan spoke, with a genuine concern in his voice.
"Dollars?"
"No, rupees."
"Well, that's fine! I can spend that amount for the two of us! You don't have to worry about it!" John shrugged.
"Well, that's just a waste of money, isn't it? It's not healthy for a miser like me. I just can't get on the flight spending that amount of money. My conscience won't allow me to." Lonappan pulled out the ultimate trick of his book—the power of bullshitting.
Ah, the global pandemic joke. For real though! If you're anywhere near Thrissur, you know what I mean. I'mma just say this out of goodwill, don't just waltz out with your vehicles during these times. Only go out if you're in dire need. If possible, try stay inside. That's the only way to break the chain! (get it?)
Cheers!