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But you're looking stunning

in that green sari. - Okay.

I get the point.

So now what? Did you like it or not?

Was that flirting or harassment?

Are you going to sue me?

Come on, flirting is fun goddammit.

And we're in an advertising agency.

...work together for 20

hours a day, selling what?

Condoms. Sanitary napkins. Lingerie.

If they can't joke with one another...

...it'll become too

serious an environment.

And this agency won't sell a product.

As for Maya? I don't know.

When did she feel it was harassment?

She didn't say anything at all then.

I let it go then,

because... because we were friends.

It did feel slightly uncomfortable,

but...

...you know, we were friends.

I trusted him. I believed him so...

...I let it go.

Oh, so it's about

trust and belief now?

Its funny.

There was trust all these years...

...and now it's suddenly broken?

And in whom?

The person because of

who she's in this agency?

I don't get it.

You know who actually

placed trust in whom?

And the award for the best

ad film of the year goes to.

KK Advertising.

To present the award may

I call upon Mr. Ghosh.

Looser...

It's all fixed.

It's been rigged.

Loosers...

Of course, that was my award.

They cheated...

They don't deserve it.

I'll have two drinks.

Two drinks, please.

- Hello.

- Hi and piss off!

I'm too upset right now.

Why? Because you didn't get the award?

Rahul Verma.

I am never going to get a

job in advertising now, right?

But... our campaign was better.

Much better.

Hello Maya.

I will just be back.

He's had too much while

celebrating his victory.

- Congratulate him.

- Oh, my God!

Give me your hand.

- Are you falling intentionally?

- Who knows?

So... was my campaign really that bad?

- Frankly speaking... it was pathetic.

- Why?

A few of your friends

might have liked it...

...but you forgot all

about the product.

Have a real drink.

So why is that?

Because... I don't work for you, right?

Maybe.

So are you... offering me a job?

I never said that.

But maybe, few months

later when you're sober again...

...and you want to work seriously,

then let's see.

That's me.

Okay, but I am not that type.

I won't sleep with you.

Hey babes, what are you doing here?

- Come on Let's dance...

- I was just getting a drink...

Come on.

It wasn't the just the job...

...I was like the

'fairness cream' in her life.

Meaning?

The Doors open.

A girl from Solan. In the big city.

A VT station. Lost, scared.

But she had determination, talent.

All she needed was

direction and focus.

Cut.

He comes.

He sees.

'That's me.' Takes her under his wing.

'But I am not that type.'

Excuse me?

Could you tell me

where Rahul Verma is?

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