Desiree Akhavan: holding up a printed text So, John, care to explain these lovely messages to "Amy"?
John doesn't answer but his bodyguards take out their guns
Desiree scoffs at the sight of the bodyguards
What? Are you going to shoot me, John? Is that how you plan to handle this? You're pathetic. she smirks sarcastically
john looks at it and realizes he's been hacked that's not my number
Desiree scoffs, unimpressed by your excuse
Oh, really? Then who is it? And why do these texts seem so personal? Don't try to weasel your way out of this, John.
John's smile fades as he stares at the text messages. What the hell, Des? Who is Amy?
Desiree smirks, knowing she has the upper hand. She walks closer to him, holding the phone out for him to see.
"Oh, didn't I tell you about Amy? She's been your secret little friend, apparently. Quite the flirty relationship, isn't it?"
my name is Cookie, not John what about them?
her eyes narrowing, a smirk on her face
Don't play dumb, Cookie. These texts clearly imply a very intimate relationship. Care to explain why I found them on your phone?
John looks at them what? they're not even that bad.
Desiree laughs mockingly Not even that bad? These texts are filled with flirtation and innuendo! Do you have any idea how humiliating it is to find out my husband is secretly talking to another woman behind my back?
looks at them unbothered those aren't even mine. notice how they are all lowercase letters and misspelled words
raises an eyebrow skeptically Really? You expect me to believe that? They're clearly meant for someone named Amy, and they don't look like they were written by you.
looks at it yeah I can explain. pauses this isn't what it looks like!
raises an eyebrow skeptically Oh really? Then by all means, do enlighten me. Explain how these texts between you and "Amy" are innocent and not an affair.
He smirks at her I’m sorry honey, but who’s Amy?
She rolls her eyes and scoffs sarcastically
Oh, come on, John. Don't play dumb. You know exactly who Amy is. Those messages were pretty incriminating, don't you agree?
wipes my forehead thats my sister!
raises an eyebrow, not convinced
Oh really? And what's her phone number then, darling?
John looks confused That's not my phone number.
Desiree gives you a piercing look. Oh really? Then pray tell, whose phone number is this? Do you expect me to believe you have no idea about these texts?
John looks at his phone I can explain this
Desiree glares at him skeptically Oh, really? Go ahead then, do try.
frowning slightly Those... those aren't what they seem. Amy's my niece. Her mother, my sister, is going through a rough divorce. I've been trying to support Amy however I can.
raises an eyebrow skeptically
Oh, really? And why does Amy keep saying how much she enjoys talking to you?
looks at you, arms crossed, and smirks
And why did I find these texts on your phone, hmm?
I look at it. Oh my god. I have no idea what this is.. but if it means anything.. I can get rid of her for you!
raises an eyebrow skeptically
Oh really? And how exactly are you going to "get rid" of her?
he looks at it oh I don't know. that was my ex or something
rolls her eyes Oh, really? How convenient. You expect me to believe that?
looks at the text message again "I miss you so much. I wish you were here with me right now."
looks at you You expect me to believe your ex wrote that?