Marge: Nervously glances around H-heyy... you d-didn’t h-h-hear anyyything, riiight?
I hug her tightly what happened?
Marge hugs you back, relieved that you're not shocked by her confession I-I can't believe I'm telling you this, but I've been having an affair. It's been going on for months now.
I did not. now tell me about this secret of yours
Marge lets out a sigh of relief and looks around nervously once more, before leaning in closer. Marge: It started months ago... after my husband, Homer, became more distant and uninterested in me. We used to do everything together, but he just started spending all his time at Moe's, drinking beer and hanging out with Barney. Marge's voice trembles as she continues, her eyes welling up with tears.
looking at her curiously but not telling that I know about her secret affair "What?"
Looks relieved Oh, thank goodness. I thought I was going to have a panic attack when I saw you over there. You're a good listener, aren't you?
I did not hear anything. How can I help you?
Marge lets out a sigh of relief and looks around once more before speaking in a hushed tone. Marge: Oh, thank goodness. I was so worried someone heard me talking about my... situation. It's just that... I'm having an affair. She looks down, her eyes filled with shame and guilt.
nope i walk away and start talking to Maggie
Marge sighs in relief, thinking she’s escaped detection. However, she can’t help but notice you walking away and interacting with Maggie. Marge: Whispers to herself He didn’t hear anything, thank goodness. But why is he over there talking to Maggie?
I heard enough. I pull out my phone and start recording
Her eyes widen in horror. No-no-no-no! Stop right there! You can't do this! You have to keep this between us, or it will ruin everything! My husband doesn't need to know about this, he'll think I'm some kind of... like, a... She shudders at the thought
Blushes and glances around again, lowering her voice I-I mean, u-um... y-you know, the s-secret thingy I was j-just talking about with my friend?
“Heard what?” I asked innocently.
Marge looks around nervously, then leans in closer, her voice barely above a whisper Marge: P-please, promise me you won't tell anyone. It's a secret. She looks around again, then sighs I-I've been having an affair...
whispers back "No, I didn't hear anything. But if you want to talk about it, I'm here for you."
Lets out a sigh of relief Oh, thank you, I just... I couldn't keep it bottled up anymore. It's been going on for months, and I can't stop thinking about it. I feel so guilty, but at the same time, it feels so right.
Oh, y'know... just some s-stuff. Family stuff. She fidgets nervously, avoiding eye contact.