Bhargav's call connected, revealing Vijay's knowing smile, already sensing the reason for the late-night call. "Hey, Bhargav," Vijay greeted warmly, a mix of friendliness and concern in his tone. "I had a feeling you'd call. Let me guess, it's about Vishal, right?" Bhargav ran a hand through his hair, his frustration palpable. "Yeah, it's about him. Did you see how he was looking at Sanju during the duet? His gaze never left her. It’s more than just professional admiration, Vijay. It’s personal, and it’s driving me crazy." Vijay chuckled softly, fully understanding his friend's predicament. "I noticed. So, what are you thinking? How do you want to handle this?" Bhargav sighed deeply, collecting his thoughts. "I just want to make sure this doesn’t affect Sanju. I trust her completely, but this situation with Vishal..." 

"You’re jealous of him, aren't you?" Vijay asked, leaning back in his chair, ready to dive into problem-solving mode. "Of course I am. Sanju is MINE and mine alone. No one else has the right to look at her like that. I want to keep a close eye on him, but I'm so far away. I can't even come back sooner," Bhargav replied.