Bangalore ke "Royal Crown" salon mein Sufiyan ki kainchi hawa ki raftar se chal rahi thi. Aaj uska client ek bahut bada film star tha. Ritika side mein khadi muskurate hue media ke sawalon ke jawab de rahi thi. "Sufiyan ne apne bachpan ke sapne ko poora kiya hai," Ritika ne garv (pride) se kaha. Lekin Sufiyan ka mann kahi aur tha. [System Warning: Dark Aura Increasing. Empathy levels at 0%.]
Sufiyan ne notice kiya ki uski sunehri kainchi par ab halka sa kaala dhabba (stain) pad gaya tha. Ye wahi dhabba tha jo Suhaliya ke aansuon se bana tha. Usne jhatke se kainchi saaf ki aur star ka haircut poora kiya. Ritika ne usey champagne ka glass diya, "Cheers Sufiyan! Aaj humne ek aur deal sign ki hai." Sufiyan ne glass uthaya, par use wo purana waqt yaad aaya jab Suhaliya usey mehnat ke baad thanda paani pilati thi. Usne gusse mein glass table par rakh diya. "Ritika, mujhe ye sab nahi sunna. Bas agle competition ki taiyari karo."