...Again, there was a woman. She screamed...I was so irritated. Another prostitute...the boy and his butler showed up. There were a lot of breaks...possibly my name. I tried to deny it, but it was obvious. So I gave up my disguise, and showed my real face. Angelina showed up, and then it ended.

The only good thing is that my memories are beginning to fall in line.

{His security depends on his acting. She can't know the price or his real feelings.}