Because she can, Mindy leans across and gives a kiss that's borderline torturous before leaning back in her seat and taking a sip of her wine, smiling brightly. It's not that she's going out of her way to deprive the guy from sex, it's just that she's kind of ruined a lot of relationships by rushing into the physical side of things. She can't risk that with Danny, but she can be a little cruel right now as retribution for his poorly landed jokes about other girls. "Don't hate on my steak. Do you know what it's like growing up Hindu? The worst. I didn't taste Filet mignon until I was, like, nineteen."