Finding the effort of returning Claire's kind smile easier to pull forth than she had previously imagined, Anjali followed her friend's glance, her wry response stopping upon her lips when she saw none other than the one and only (her one and only, she reminded herself rather miserably) Kabir Patil step into the shop, his faint wave leaving her at a sudden loss of words.

Oh hell, the fates really were aligned against her...

Managing the most strained of smiles in response to his amiable gesture (as forced as it may have appeared), she turned suddenly and spoke to Claire in a hushed tone, her sudden terror of being put into the present situation audible in her tense voice.

"What do I do? Oh gods, he's right there, what in the world am I supposed to do?"

Shooting a strained smile over her shoulder when she glanced back hoping to see him gone, she dragged out a sigh when she turned back to Claire in desperation.