Shiva was interested as soon as the officers brought the young man in, and noticed too that the officer's subtle clue of staring right at the brightly dressed Hindu gentleman went unnoticed.
Somehow, Shiva thought that his clothes might've given it away, but at the obvious question, he stood up with a theatrical bow.
"I'm the one that you want, ooh ooh ooh, the one that you want, yeah yeah yeah!" Shiva said, standing up in front of the bars. "Devdas Sharma, at your service."