[THere's a moment of silence on the other line, and Sanji may think she hung up, or the call dropped, but there there's a shaky breath and a sound like someone's having a hard time breathing. Seems there's a pretty tight noose around Norma's neck, too, but not in the literal sense. Her calm is forced, beaten into submission to the point where her tone is flat and devoid of anything but strain.]

I want an explanation. Everything and anything you can tell me. [Because someone mentioned a game. A game of words. And if there's anything Norma knows a hell of a lot of, it's deciphering words, letters, and symbols.] I don't care if you think I already know it, don't leave anything out.

And don't lie.