How was your mission?
It was rough. I mean, it worked out.
But you can't talk about it. Whatever. [slides a piece of paper his way] The lead on your bomber.
How did the job go?
Does it matter? You got what you needed.
Fi, did something happen with Armand?
Oh, now you're full of questions. A lot happened with Armand, years ago back in Ireland in the bad old days.
Were you and he --
Yes, we were, Michael. Until I found out that he had paid to meet me by doing a favor for some of my associates. He killed a British customs agent, if you're curious. Quite a romantic gesture, don't you think?
I didn't know that, Fiona.
No, you didn't. Ignorance is bliss.

