Heart. And things.

Me: ‘Hey, come to Lonavala. Let’s meet up. I’ll ride from Pune to see you.’
Her: ‘Whaaaat? No. I’ve stuff to do in Bombay. How can you just take off and do something like this without planning?’
Me: ‘I do that all the time. What’s wrong with it?’
Her: ‘Nopes. Can’t.’
Me: ‘Come on. Be impulsive once in a while.’
Her: ‘I am. Just not in heart things.’
Me: ‘What’s a “heart thing”?’
Her: ‘You.’