Cesare laughs and rolls his eyes. There's something remarkably strange and ironic about the fact that Nancy seems to be more honest with her john than her actual boyfriend. That's a healthy relationship right there.

"That sounds like a good idea..." he says, his voice rich with sarcasm.

The group behind him call out something about what's going on over there and he turns briefly to yell at them loudly to wait a minute. When he looks back at her, he becomes very aware of the hand on his arm.

"What are you doing, Nancy?"