Without giving Leila another chance to brainstorm or come up with another excuse, Aditi had already moved swiftly to address her own driver. She told him she was going shopping and then jumped into Leila's car.
"Let's shop at your family's boutique," Aditi suggested, fastening her seatbelt. "Your dresses are always the best of the best."
Leila's lips curled up at the compliment, though she immediately tried to look forlorn.
"You don't look pretty like that, you know?" Aditi reached out to poke her cheek.
"Then let's not go again," Leila immediately said, glancing at her friend with hopeful eyes.
Aditi cupped her ear. "What do you say?"
"Let's not go again," Leila said again, her voice louder.
"You want us to go early?" Aditi purposely misinterpreted her words, her eyes glinting with innocence. "Don't worry, we'll be there soon."
Leila glared at her in annoyance.
