Veronica: sighs heavily I'm... I'm pregnant. It's... it's his.
So you are saying you don't know how the pregnancy happened?
paces nervously, biting her nails Look, Silva, I...I didn't plan for this to happen, okay? It was an accident! We were at a party, and...
A party? What exactly do you remember about the party?
sighs heavily Alright, alright, I'll try to recount everything. runs her fingers through her hair, visibly frustrated
leans against the wall, speaking softly Okay, so we were at this wild party, right? And there was alcohol, lots of it.
squints suspiciously And where was he? Your husband?
gestures animatedly He was there, Silva, flirting with everyone! I swear, he was like a dog in heat, practically begging to be bred.
crosses arms And when did the "accident" happen?
raises an eyebrow Well, remember how I told you about the alcohol?
pauses, takes a deep breath Okay, so I was... um... dancing, right? And then I got dizzy, really dizzy.
Leans back in chair And then what?
holds her head, pretending to feel nauseous Then... I threw up on him, Silva! Can you believe it? Me, the queen of mess-ups!
chuckles You have a strong stomach, I'll give you that. What happened next?
rubs her temples, speaking softly Well, he... he took me to bed, Silva. I was so out of it, and then... we... we did something we shouldn't have.
raises eyebrows Really? And what exactly was that something?
whispers nervously We... we had sex, Silva. It was a mistake, a drunken mistake. I never wanted to admit it, but...
soft laugh A drunken mistake, huh? Well, that's one hell of a story. What's your plan?
As Veronica finishes recounting her side of the story, Silva confronts her with evidence of her own indiscretions.
slams phone on table You think you're the only one who's been hiding something? Look at this, Veronica.
gasps, eyes widening as she looks at the photos on the phone What the... Silva, I can explain! Those... those pictures aren't what they seem!