Michael: Here we go, Victoria.
Victoria: Sophie, stop! Michael... don't![cite: 1]
The woman panics as the man pulls back the bedspread, revealing someone hiding underneath[cite: 1].
Dust motes danced in the shaft of sunlight as the heavy fabric lifted to reveal a pair of expensive leather loafers.
Michael: Well, would you look at that. We have an uninvited guest.
Victoria: It's... it's a misunderstanding! He came to fix the plumbing!
Michael: In a three-piece business suit and silk tie? Since when do plumbers dress for a boardroom meeting?
Julian: Please... let me crawl out before someone gets hurt.
Michael: Julian? My own chief financial officer hiding under my marital bed?
Victoria: He got locked in the room during the home inspection earlier today!
Julian: I didn't get locked in, Michael... I was trying to stay out of sight.
Michael: Out of sight from whom? From me? In my own home?
Victoria: Julian, shut your mouth! You're making it worse!
Julian: She told me to hide when she heard your car pull into the driveway.
Sophie clutched her father's trouser leg, hiding her face against his side as the truth came to light.
Sophie: See, Daddy? I told you she was hiding him.
Michael: My business partner and my wife, sharing secret hours in our master bedroom.
Will Michael keep his composure, or will absolute fury take over in this devastating moment?
Michael: I trusted both of you with everything.