Odds & Us ✔️

Chapter 6: Fisticuffs

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Oh! It was someday today. Anyone who'd seen them fight would have had a blast.
Aman and Zeehan can be such bullies, honestly.
Both of them together easily took over a gang of pesty peers who were troubling juniors.
Both were reprimanded and parents were called but God, it was a treat to enjoy the action!

~ Aavya, after a major fight at school.

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" I really should change my cologne, shouldn't I?" She wasn't startled.

" It's not the cologne, Aman. As a matter of fact, I still like it. But, sneaking like thieves isn't you, is it? A knock seems decent enough." She quirked while continuing her work.

He knew she couldn't possibly forget his cologne. Even though she didn't show an impulse reaction, Aman knew she had sensed his presence. She was just slacking time.

Olfactory sensors do light up the deepest memories of all.

He slumped on the sofa chair nearby in the most lethargic way.

" I don't understand how you guys differentiate between your office and home." He started amused. Rose finally turned towards him.

" What do you mean?" Her eyes narrowed behind her specs.

" Everyone is working here. You must be running into them day in and day out. Isn't that boring? No new people, huh? It's family everywhere you look... " It was intriguing to Aman that how can everyone in the family and even close friends' family work at the same place.

" That wouldn't have been that a good mystery if you'd be working here as well." She answered.

He didn't say anything for a while.

" Maybe... But, that remains a puzzle for another day. I'm here for the designs. Ayan said you're done with them."

" Of course... Your restaurant. The purpose you came back. " She walked towards her closet. Aman didn't particularly like how she said that but then it was the truth, a part of it though.

She handed him a small binder containing images and blueprints.

" I assume you'd want the interiors similar in all the restaurants as they're the franchise of the one in Paris. So, I had asked Ayan to share the pictures of the interiors from..."

" No, No... You can't recreate a replica of it. It's against the rights."

" What? I'm sorry. I think Pizza Hut and Dominoes have the same logo and design around the world. Am I correct? "

" Rosie... I'm using the same brand name. I don't want to just serve people what any other French restaurant does. My restaurant stands apart, it is an amalgamation of French and Indian cuisine that I've articulately designed. The restaurant has to be according to the region and the taste of the people.
Indians love authenticity with the spices of foreign flavours. The interiors, the ambience and the feel are the very first thing they see before they decide whether to give it a shot or not. I don't want them to feel aloof or the entire concept goes down the sitch." Rose was listening attentively the entire time.

He was her client and she needs to understand what he truly needs. All the mockery at the beginning had taken a serious turn.

" Okay! So, what's it with the one in Paris? " She asked as she started to take mental notes of what Aman was saying.

Well, initially she wasn't sure if she really wanted to work with him but when it's work, she has her father's professionalism and secondly she can never say no to her favourite Uncle Ansh. He was the one who asked or rather talked her into.