He called Siddharth.

Siddharth : yes sir.

Manager : go and take an order from table number two and be careful, she is someone from government office. And she is so rude.

Siddharth : okay sir I will be careful. (Siddharth is childish so most of the time he won't take things too seriously help him)

Manager : go then.

Siddharth : yes sir.

Manager : and yeah if it would be possible then try to get to know that who is she?

Siddharth : okay sir I will.

He took the menu card, welcome drink in tray and went to Avneet's table.

Siddharth : good evening mam.

Avneet : what is good in this evening, it's such a frustrating rainy evening, I hate this rains and all. (She continue with her rude tone)

Siddharth : yeah mam true, but look at that drops, they are so pure coming directly from the heaven.

Avneet : you are waiter here, right?

Siddharth : yes mam.

Avneet : so do your work na, your work is to serve food not to do poetries.

Siddharth : I do this for free mam. (He said with such a kiddish tone, Make this rude avneet smile)

Avneet : oh thanks for not to charge money for it mister....

Siddharth : siddharth, it's Siddharth nigam.

Avneet : okay. Give me that menu card.

Siddharth : sure mam.

Avneet took a card from him.

Avneet : one coffee (sleepy owl : it's a brand of coffee)

Siddharth : nice taste mam, thanks.

Avneet : Mr talkative, I hope this service will be as smooth as your tongue.

Siddharth : sorry mam, there is nothing better than me. (He said with a smile)

Avneet is deadly impressed because no one ever dare to argue with her statement but he interrupted her twice and so sweetly.

Siddharth : I will bring your coffee mam.

Avneet : yeah please.

Siddharth left.

Avneet is smiling and she realised it and shrug off the thought.

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