Mona Guillingsvard: Raji!
[showing the card from the flowers]
Mona Guillingsvard: Explain this.
Raji Bakshi: I cannot, my tongue, paralyzed with shame
Mona Guillingsvard: Shame, treachery and betrayal.
Raji Bakshi: You words stab me like daggers.
Mona Guillingsvard: Raji, this is Pearce's favourite South-American girlfriend, you must stop having sex with this woman immediately.
Raji Bakshi: But if I stop, she's threatened to tell Pearce everything.
Mona Guillingsvard: Then you must continue having sex with this woman indefinately.