So the hero goes for an onsite in a firangi land.
On his return, he distributes some loot for assorted family members.
For me, with a flourish he produces,,
.... five pairs of washing and kitchen gloves.
"You catch a cold if you wash your hands without these isn't it?"
And as clincher ( of our deep and mutual understanding) he declares " I even got the right size!!"
I'm almost tempted to marry him again.