BangTan in India.

Rosogulla or mochi?

Once they stepped out of the air conditioned premises of the Kolkata Airport, the idol group and their managers were welcomed by a hot sunny weather.

Kolkata was in its prime hour. 

The boys were having a bit of hard time adjusting with the sudden change of temperature.
The chill and pleasant weather of the North East was suddenly missed by them. They had departed from Manipur at 7:30 in the morning. Y/N and her friend boarded their flight for Delhi while they boarded for Kolkata. And now that it was around 11 am, the heat was surely getting to them.

The managers who had only arrived a day ago were also a bit bothered by the heat. They had not yet expected this heat back in Korea, atleast not in the month of May. 

In order to avoid the heat as soon as possible, the group rushed into their vehicle. They took five minutes to bask in the cool air of the air conditioner. 

"I am hungry." The hyung suddenly exclaimed.

"Aish this hyung only thinks from his stomach." The maknae was quick to reply back and shaking his head disapprovingly at the same time.

"Yeah kid show some respect, I am older than you."

"Then act like your age, oldman"

The rest of the members could only sigh and try to ignore the common bickering between the eldest and youngest.
To think they would have gotten used to it by now.

"Okay guys you haven't had anything since morning, let's get some breakfast and then decide what to do next." The boys nodded at Mr. Verma's words.

It was rightly said, you can't think with an empty stomach. And with the situation they were in right now, they really needed to think and really needed to eat.
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'I must be over thinking it.'

Mr. Verma was quite an observant person. His eyes caught things which any other person might miss.

So when he spotted this particular person in the same restaurant as they were currently in, he couldn't help but wonder that he has seen the very same person at the Imphal airport (Manipur) in the morning. The time when they were departing from the two girls.

But yet again, he might be over thinking things.

Shaking off the thoughts, the 40 year old man focused on going over the menu in his hand. Looking at the variety of options Mr. Verma's eyes land on a dish.
This can be a good option to show them a bit of Bengali culture. He thinks.

He glanced at the boys and their managers who were totally lost looking at the foreign words on the menu.

"If you don't mind, shall I order for you guys?" Mr. Verma asks politely once he sees them struggling with the menu.

Seokjin smiles politely and nods, "That would be very kind of you, we were not able to decide what to get."

Seeing the others nod their head approvingly too, Mr. Verma calls for the waiter.

"Good morning sir, what would you like to have?" the waiter says in Bengali.

Pointing at the menu, Mr. Verma orders the breakfast. 

"At what time our flight is scheduled?" Jimin asks once the waiter leaves with the orders.

Sejin answers right away, " Its in the evening 7:45" 

"We have so much time at our hands." Hoseok says.

"We couldn't find any early flights though." Hobeum says. "This was the only reasonable flight we could find."