She storms out-she does NOT like him.
His father comes in and lets out a low whistle
"She is...quite the spitfire, isn't she...?"
He looks Azin dead in the eye
"My son...I have a special favor to ask of you..."
"Woo the girl. Make her fall for you."
"I don't know-just-charm her somehow. Make her fall under your spell-it is imperative that she trust you."
