One throwaway question. Two couples. One very intriguing night. After an investors’ pitch in Tribeca, indie filmmaker Charlie and her husband retreat to their Gowanus apartment while their hosts — first-time producer Sanjay and his wife Asha — replay the evening from a very different angle. As the night wears on, the unexpectedly complicated question, “Is there even porn in India?” insinuates itself into each person’s sense of self, race, assumptions, and their most important relationships. A razor-sharp play about what we say, what we mean, when to stand up and when to let something pass.