Everything slows down. Hans turns, recognising her voice, and his face contorts with barely-concealed rage. The chick raises an eyebrow and says, "Wife? Jesus, dude, what's wrong with you?" and stalks off.
Anna just stands there, her hands clasped in front of her. "She'd be in her second trimester by now, yes?" she asks, trying to gauge Hans' reaction.
She doesn't see the slap coming, and it's over before she realises he struck.
Security is called over and he's escorted out; not without a parting remark.
"Fucking whore."
That hurts more than the slap.