Kalyani Agarwal, smirking broadly behind her carefully constructed facade of high-society poise, had absolutely no idea the kind of man she was dealing with.

To her, this was a flawless trap — designed to reduce an unpretentious music teacher from a smaller town to an uncomfortable spectacle in front of Delhi's elite. She expected stuttering excuses, awkward glances, or a dry, alienating classical recital that would make the young crowd shift in their seats.