Look, I know the timing is bad.

Pretty bad.

I feel terrible. How was I supposed to know that he would take a bullet and suddenly realize he's in love with me?

Okay, look, I know I pushed you into hiring that creep, but I promise I will do anything I can to fix this.

All right, go have sex with Bradley.

What?

Well, that's what you want me to say, isn't it?

God, you guys are good. I mean, you set me up perfectly.

You think David and I planned this so we could sleep together?

Well, let's see. The guy tells me to my face that he wants to get into your pants, quits a week before my trial, and now you can't wait to do anything to get him back? Yeah.