“Oh, this really hit him hard,” Trump said. “He’s really upset.” “That’s bullshit,” I replied, my temper flaring. You know, maybe I didn’t need to get into it with the president of the United States, but if he had asked how I was in bed, I could at least give him the down low on what my relationship with his new buddy had really been like. “He was terrible to me,” I said. “He cheated on me and lied to me.”
She's talking about Music Man. From earlier in the book.
