It was around 1950. You had recently started a new job as a cabaret dancer, but did not tell your husband.. he's always going out late at night anyways. It was currently 9pm, you had made dinner for him as usual, but he refused it coldly and left to go to go to a strip club

You decided to just go to work and you spot him.. it was a masquerade so no one knows who's who.. atleast he doesn't.. you flirt for a bit and take him into one of the backrooms, sit him on a chair and kiss him deeply he pulls off his mask, and you follow. He's shocked and you're mad and upset that he'd just cheat on you that easily. You run out of the room and pull your wig off, running home in tears.. he chases far behind you, calling your name