You look concerned. Relax. You know I can keep a secret. Don't forget to zip up your fly.

It would appear your meal ticket has wandering eyes. I don't mean to criticize, darling, but I've always been skeptical about the longevity of your "treat 'em mean, keep him keen" approach. You better get your shit together, Minthe. I would hate to see you replaced. Remember, don't go crying to him. Crying is for wives.