Now Madhu my Mottu Maid wants me to hear a tid bit about Prateik Babbar. She’s conveniently forgotten my lopchu, but insists I listen to her first. Seems like she was out on a coffee date with her hunky boyfriend at Just Around The Corner in Bandra the other evening, when she saw the Babbar boy sauntering in with a buddy.
The actor, clad in a white vest over blue denims, was trying to hide himself under a topi, but it didn’t help, she remarks. Preferring to sit in the outdoor area, Prateek and his dost seemed to have a fascination for salads.
Mots tells me that the abhineta paid the bill with his credit card. Back at their seats, the Babbar boy took his own sweet time to finish his plateful, while his pal got tired sooner. The two didn’t really talk much I’m told, and after about an hour, they walked out.Yawn da yawn! Now, get my drink, pronto, I fire Mots.