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Raquelin. 
Angelina..
Oh dear, that sounded much better than Angel.
“The Minister of India you say? The young woman looked around then moved her eyes back to Brian. “But of course yes, Brian. I think I said that I accepted to assisting a minister before. She said it didn’t she? She had so many things going on inside her head that she didn’t quite remember. “Where is he then?”
Angelina's perfect eyebrows popped up when she heard what Brian was whispering.
Ek, whispers, she didn't like whispers.. but oh well.
“If I noticed? Mind me Brian, but I think she is more than just funny.” she whispered back.
Angelina was much more than speechless. She was super duper speechless and she couldn’t move a muscle.
Was she dreaming or something like that?
Because that didn’t seem to be real, at all.
When Angelina walked into that room, she was expecting everything. A rude minister, a super polite minister, a self-important minister…everything less that.
“I.. Abb.. Yes.. go comb your hair and do whatever you have to do.. Take your time.. no rush.” she finally managed to form a sentence, when the minister was not around anymore.
Wedding invitation!?
And the woman put their hands together and all!
What the heck was the woman talking about?! Did she lose her mind somewhere in the middle of the trip to England?!
Angelina didn’t want to think any of those thing about a minister.. but after the woman’s words ..it was impossible not to do it. At least for Angelina was impossible not to do it.
That must have been the most uncomfortable moment she had in her whole life.
And she had been trough some very uncomfortable moments.. but that one, it was above all the others!
"Er.. Brian..?Can I please have my hand back?" she asked , feeling extremely uncomfortable and making a huge effort to keep her formal position.
Which was an effort that was failing.
When the young woman heard Brian’s voice she almost jumped in the spot.
“Er.. There ain't no problem.. I guess. You couldn’t tell her to close her mouth, right?” Okay, Angelina had no idea of what she was saying. She wasn’t even recognizing herself. Talking that way about a minister. “I mean.. you couldn’t do anything about it.” she said, an awkward smile crossing her face.
Where the heck was the Minister of India!? Where was he!?
She needed to get out of that place, she was feeling too uncomfortable to be there.
Vividly they both lost their tracks of official talks in the midst of high drama. Brian lost to himself completely for the first time. He was listening Angelina talking but nothing went inside his brain. He was trying to figure out where he was and what he was doing. Finally Angelina's voice had brought him to the earth. Snap!
"Oh yeah..ofcourse." He replied as she asked him to get back her hand.
"But you know what?" he raised their hands and showed to her ,
"Now.. you're the one who holds our hands together.." he said, chuckled but only wihtout hurting her. He knew very well that how she could feel right at the moment after all those happenings. He watched her face, it looked so embarrased and confused ,seemed she wanted to running out of this place.
He leaned in, gave her a warm smile and then said in a low tone,
"Compose yourself, Angelina. It'll all going tobe fine.." all he could tell her at the moment.
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Bao Li "Oh, no! You need better entertainment like Muggles. That Jackie Chan hilarious!" a loud boisterous voice called out as a portly Chinese man descended to the floor of the arrival area. "And chopstick for eating with and not picking nose with!" Face scrunched up in what seemed to be a permanent grin with a pair of chopsticks sticking out of his nose, the Chinese Minister, Bao Li, made his grand entrance at the conference.
Oh..Welcome you sticky nose Minister! Brian was relieved at his arrival.
Finally a distraction from what was going on just before. He welcomed him, but struggling to control his laugh as the Minister seemed enjoying the chopsticks in his nose instead of mouth.
"Welcome Sir," he said, still watching him amusingly.