The moment Sinead had finally turned her back to Tanis, hearing the other woman putter about, Sinead felt like she could laugh. She was excited beyond words, and though she wouldn't have asked anything of Tanis that wasn't sustainable, it all very quickly felt very daunting.<br/>It translated to a bright smile as she gently opened the door to Avi's office.<br/>Even before speaking, her husband looked up at her with a disoriented expression, clearly having done a poor job of managing his time.<br/>"Sweetheart, I have Tanis for you," Sinead muttered, hand still on the doorknob.<br/>Sinead could see the gears turning in Avi's mind, the continuous flow of Hindi from the phone making it hard for him to organize and separate the two languages.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Maan</span>," he tentatively interjected, before excusing himself to his mother, explaining how he had a client waiting for him.<br/>Not knowing what else she was supposed to do with her day, Sinead started a quiet, "I can talk to her for a bit -"<br/>To which Avi was quick to dismiss her suggestion with a wave of his hand.<br/>"Goodbye, Maan, I'll talk to you next week," he concluded, this time in English, before hanging up the phone after having given his mother the opportunity to say her goodbyes and parting blessings.<br/>When Avi's attention was finally properly on Sinead, it was clear that the chatter was still going on in his mind. "Will you send her in?"<br/>"Of course," Sinead smiled, gently and overbearingly. It was, however, also an overstatement.<br/>Her hand left the door knob in favour for the doorframe, leaning back into the hallway. "Come on in, Tanis."