"Where's your mask, Pheroze? Don't you know that nobody is spared of this killer virus," exclaimed Lady Flora, her shrill voice had reached a crescendo, such that Sir PM had to resort to covering his ears for a few seconds.

"Calm down, Lady…please. I have made the necessary arrangements but…" pleaded Sir PM, only to be interrupted by his friend, "There's no time. You must get one at the soonest.