James Brown immediately showed a demeanor of sincere fear and guilt, wiped his forehead, and stammered, "Wife, we were just singing, we didn't do anything else."
Gina Lopez squinted at James Brown and said slowly, "It seems you're not willing to tell the truth, huh?"
James Brown gulped down a mouthful of saliva, cautiously saying, "Wife, I'll tell you, we solicited prostitutes."
"And then?"
"Then... we just sang songs."
"What did you do while singing?"
"We... I just touched their hands."
"Only the hands?"
"I touched their legs too."
"Anything else?"
"There's nothing else, wife, really, you know this is just a formality. If I appeared too honest, it would be disrespectful to Little Sam and the business talks wouldn't go well. But I always remember what you expect of me. I definitely didn't touch their sensitive parts, nor did I take them to a hotel."
"Is that so?"