Schmidt: Ms. Parikh. [awkwardly hugs her]
Priyanka: Who are you?
Schmidt: Oh. My goodness. Of course. I must be completely unrecognizable to you from the countless photos you must have seen. In honor of your visit, I stood the humble recipient of a professional shampoo.
Priyanka: So you're the man who's marrying my daughter?
Schmidt: Sure am.
Priyanka: No wonder she didn't tell me that she was engaged.
Schmidt: Oh. Oh, no, then.
Priyanka: I'm assuming she was afraid I would disapprove.
Schmidt: But now that you've met me...
Priyanka: I disapprove. Strong disapprove.
Schmidt: Let's take a moment to applaud your daughter's instincts.