A dialogue between two friends about a dinner party

AshfaqHey, Ashfaq. Why aren't you ready? It's almost 7 o'clock!

Sidra  : I'm sorry, Ashfaq. I'm not going. I have to study.
Ashfaq : But you can study later. Don't you want to go?
Sidra  : No, not really. I don't like dinner parties.
Ashfaq: But what can I tell the Riaz?
Sidra  : Tell them I'm sick.
Ashfaq But you aren't sick. Come on Sidra. I don't like to lie.
Sidra    : And don't like to go to dinner parties.
AshfaqCome on Sidra. You can't say no to the Riazs.
Sidra : My English is so bad and they don't speak Portuguese.
AshfaqYour English is fine. And you have a good accent.
Sidra  : Do you really think so?
Ashfaq: Yes, I do. And you can practice you English at the party.
Sidra  : You're so confident.
Ashfaq: Then you're coming?
Sidra   : No. Ashfaq. I don't want to go.
Ashfaq: Please, Sidra. Do it for me. For my career.
Sidra   {to Ashfaq} Who's that?
AshfaqHe's here. Please Sidra for me. The door's open! Come in!
Rizwan: Hi Sidra.
AshfaqHello, Michael. Do you know my sister, Sidra?
Rizwan: No, I don't.
AshfaqSidra, I want you to meet Rizwan. He's driving us to his parents party.
Sidra  : How do you do?
Rizwan: It's a pleasure to meet you Sidra.
AshfaqI'm ready, but Sidra.....
Sidra   : Oh, Ashfaq. Just five more minutes. {to Rizwan} Sorry to keep you waiting.
Rizwan: Don't apologize. I'm happy you're coming.
Mr. Riaz: Rizwan.
Rizwan: Yes, Dad.
Mr. Riaz: We have to talk.
RizwanOh? What about?
Mr. Riaz: The business son.
RizwanWhat about it?
Mr. Riaz: It's growing. I want an assistant and ...
RizwanAnd you want me.
Mr. Riaz: Yes. I'm 57. Soon...
Rizwan: Dad. You know I'm an artist.
Mr. Riaz: I don't understand.
Rizwan: I know you don't
Mr. Riaz: You're 29. You're intelligent.
Rizwan: And I want to paint.
Mr. Riaz: That's a hobby, not a career.
Rizwan: What about Michelangelo or Picasso? Was it a hobby for them too?
Mr. Riaz: No. Of course not Bit...
Rizwan: But what? Maybe ?I'm not Picasso. But I have to try. Give me a year. One more year.