"So, what exactly are you doing, sir?" Siya asked, folding her arms with a playful smile.
"What did I even do, Kutti?" Mahi replied innocently. He mimicked her gesture, folding his own arms as he stepped closer to her.
Siya gently pushed him back and teased, "You've become quite the smooth talker, sir. It would be better for you if you toned it down a bit."
"If I tone it down, how will I handle you ? and your mischief? Not possible. In fact, I'm going to learn to talk even more—now what will you do?" Mahi laughed, resting both his hands on her shoulders.
"What will I do?" Siya shot back. She brushed his hands off her shoulders and folded her arms again. "I already gave you a 'glimpse' of what I can do on your leg earlier. If you want, I can do the same to the other leg too. Just say the word, sir."
Mahi smirked, saying, "Why you—" and was about to pull her toward him by her waist when Arya suddenly walked in.
"Hey, shall we head out?" Arya asked.
Mahi let go and walked over to Arya, grabbing his shirt collar—pretending to straighten it—while muttering, "Your timing is impeccable, isn't it?"
"Well, what did you expect? This is Arya Vardhan we're talking about," Arya replied with a proud grin.
Siya started to say, "Sir, I need to tell you something..." but just then, Arya's phone rang. He took the call, and as he listened to the person on the other side, his expression turned to utter shock.
He hung up and leaned in close to Mahi's ear, his voice turning dead serious. "Hey, listen... Vini is back from the US. She's here, and she told me very firmly that she needs to see you right now."