Maes: Come on, Roy! I wasn’t that drunk last night.
Roy: You were flirting with Gracia.
Maes: So what? She’s my wife.
Roy: You asked her if she was single.
Maes:
Roy: And then you cried when she said she wasn’t.
Maes: Come on, Roy! I wasn’t that drunk last night.
Roy: You were flirting with Gracia.
Maes: So what? She’s my wife.
Roy: You asked her if she was single.
Maes:
Roy: And then you cried when she said she wasn’t.