My fair baby!

The express delivery of the tea cup, the trademark wisdom pearl and Chai-La, the mystical canteen tea boy, had vanished into Sarita‘s mirror as she examined her lipstick alignment, the turbulence causing her to smear her face a touch.

The hunk beamed back at her, a trifle embarrassed, while his better half replied.

Sensibly no one from the agency troubled the air waves at that moment.

They all left the room, leaving Ram to clear up.