I understand you couldn't tell me you murder people for your job but you could have at least told me something. You and I were very happy and then suddenly you were gone all the time and avoiding me. You made me feel like I'd done something wrong, that you were unhappy with ME.
I'm not sure if it does or doesn't actually.
What's in the -- I don't want to know. I'll be there just don't tell me anything other than what room you're going to shag me in.