A chance meeting between a mysterious woman and a champion event organiser leads to a crazy night spent mostly in a bathtub and partly on a couch. They are content, thinking their paths will never cross again. But they do, and the audience is also given a skewed feminism debate, delivered Sunny Leone-style. The ground shakes beneath Urvil’s (Tanuj Virwani) feet when he discovers that Celina (Sunny) lives in his city. The plot is similar to Fatal Attraction, but Virwani is no Glenn Close. He tries, though, and the script is a big help. His character of a successful corporate guy is carved with attention. The dialogues bring out his confidence and obsession. But Sunny Leone and her wobbly Hindi play the spoilsport. The premise is laid with precision and we actually see the actors justifying their professions. Keeping the conversations precise (read no melodrama) is the real difference between One Night Stand and a typical Bhatt film. Unlike other Sunny Leone films, this one isn’t dull. In fact, it is lucid through most of its 99 minutes of running time. What doesn’t work, though, is the forced debate around how Indians look at casual flings. It appears as an afterthought to shield steamy scenes and dance numbers. Nevertheless, burning issues like marital rape and career after marriage are treated with ease and a progressive outlook. This eventually turns out to be the best thing about One Night Stand. The melodious songs come a close second. But make no mistake: One Night Stand is still an average film with a run-of-the-mill theme. It, however, is one of the better finished products with a similar recipe.