Alex: Please don't tell Mom.

Zahra: Seriously? You're literally putting your dick in the leader of a foreign state, who is a man, at the biggest political event before the election, in a hotel full of reporters, in a city full of cameras, in a race close enough to f**king hinge on some bullsh*t like this, like a manifestation of my f**king stress dreams, and you're asking me not to tell the president about it?