barbara: for you to honestly think that i would say something that would put the custody you have in jeopardy is ridiculous and downright insulting. barbara: i. didn't. say. anything. to anyone. i kept it between us. i don't know how someone would know, let alone if they know about this or if they're talking about something else entirely. oh trust me, that much is clear because you would be looking at all the possibilities instead of immediately blaming me.
nick: you do know that if priyanka finds out about our affair i may lose custody of my daughter? i know you don't know her, but jealousy is an understatement when it comes to her. straight up possession like the fucking exorcist. nick: of course everyone got it... that means that someone talked. and i didn't talk... so you must've had to talk. how else would this mysterious hacker guy know? i'm no bill nye the fucking science guy, but it's SCIENCE, barbie. SCIENCE.
barbara: what could you possibly be coming to me about that involves your daughter, nicholas? barbara: wait wait wait, pump the brakes. you mean the text that literally everyone got?? from the wise words of queen swift, you need to calm down. i didn't say anything to anybody. and may i remind you, you got that text too, but did i immediately run to you and jump down your throat about it? no, i didn't.
nick: i don't have time for formalities when my daughter is involved, barbara. nick: i'm sure you received the same mysterious text message that i did a couple days ago. who the fuck did you tell? i mean, seriously?!
barbara: formalities aren't your strong suit today, are they? hi nick, i'd ask how you are but judging by the urge of this text i'll take a shot in the dark and say not great. barbara: what's up?
nick: we need to talk... and not like in a few hours. now. now we need to talk. @palvinfms