*grimaces sympathetically, knowing full well how... let's just call him difficult, shall we?... difficult the situation is* Oh, no. I'm so sorry. He seemed so good for you. I was hoping... well. He seemed so good for you. I was hoping.
*knits her brows over a bite of tomato* I can't believe Curvo still won't sign, though. There must be some legal recourse for you, surely. He's practically holding you hostage. There are laws.