"Hello, Sir Gav!" Lot replied to the call when he had pulled the door of the inner office.
"How is she? Did she like the flowers?" Gav inquired excitedly.
"She's allergic to sunflowers, sir," Lot said unhappily. "She had a sneezing bout when she came in."
"Okay! Make note of the sunflowers! But what is her general reaction?"
"Uh, cautious, I think."
"Where is Dara Stone?"
"Inside the inner office. I told her to take a rest. Good thing, I had the flowers delivered at the waiting area!" Lot waved to the delivery boy who brought a large basket of red roses. He gesticulated to his side.
"Call the maintenance, Lot. Distribute the flowers to different departments! I'll call again later!"
"Bye, sir!" Lot waited until the line went dead. "Guys, take the flowers to different floors." He cal
