Lindsay: Herbert. Hi. Uh, listen. I'm here undercover because I have some inside information that you really need to know about.
Narrator: But as it turned out, Herbert had some undercover information for her, too.
Herbert Love: I cannot be under the covers with you anymore. It's over between us. My wife found out and I told her there was nothing emotional, that you were just a prostitute.
Lindsay: I am not a prostitute.
Herbert Love: Oh, I know, I know. The point is, we are through. Here's a little severance package for servicing my package.
Narrator: Lindsay tried to throw the money in his face, but she didn't have the muscle memory for it.
Man: She's keeping it.
Herbert Love: Oh, good. And don't forget to vote.
Lindsay: This isn't over. I'm not some taco you can throw into the bay.