Oh, Mister Moriarty makes me sound so stuffy. Let's stick with first names, we can chit-chat if you wish. Talk about the weather, something funny I saw on the internet last week... I was only trying to make this meeting easier on the both of us, but I know how women like to play catch-up when they see an old acquaintance.

[Her thinning lips and irritation are met with a grin]

Am I interested? How would this information be of any benefit to me? What will I get out of this little arrangement? Because I don't need you, Irene. I don't. I can get these little secrets, these little bedroom details from others. You're not the only dominatrix in London.