"There's nothing cute about it, " he said. The register of his voice indicated decision more so than discussion.
She agreed heartily and privately, staring past his head and out the window behind him.
Thinking about the deliciousness of her affair, she blotted out his words. Admitting her transgression, saying that the object of her tryst was "cute," hoping finally her misery would end, and it did.
Using Trifecta's prompt, "There's nothing cute about it," add your own addition in 33 words.