Ah, ah. Lower your voice, my dear. There's no need to discuss this here. Why don't we talk this through in my office, hm? Just the two of us. No family, no Bruno. Just you and Mario. That's it.
I could never be mad at you, Victoria. Not if you'd just thrown him away... You and Bruno could always make another.
But you've wounded me. Betrayed me. Your own Father, no less! Mario feels.. furious.
But I did peep on where you placed my little light.. How long were you planning this? To have a false original take him? Have my words not taught you the dangers of false heroes? You would settle to place my boy in the arms of a fraud?
He was going to fix everything. Everything!
... Ah well. It can't be helped, hm? Here I was, hoping it was a mama going coo-coo crazy.
Mad? I could never be mad at you, Victoria. You know me.
Because of the spark? Or because of.. Mario? I see. You saw Mario soooo happy with mio cherubino and decided Mario shouldn't have him anymore? Is that it? Because of his spark? No, no. You don't need to say it. Mario knows what you really think.
REA-LLY? Oh! It's SO funny you mention that!! Mario just heard from him! Oh, yes! He was VERY upset, see. Why, he said.. well he said that he couldn't find the little spark AN-Y-WHERE! FUNNY, HUH? Oh you two, so funny! Hehe! Playing jokes on Mario!
Hmm? Why aren't you laughing?