(It is 1 in the morning on Monday, January 6th).
Coco: (Starts crying).
Héctor: (Frantically gets out of bed to wake Imelda up). ¡IMELDA, AYÚDAME, COCO ESTÁ LLORANDO!
Imelda: Héctor, please go back to sleep. It's 1:11 in the morning.
Héctor: I can't, we need to deal with Coco!
Imelda: Fine, we'll do it.
Héctor: (Makes Coco's bottle).
Héctor Imelda: (Feed Coco a lot of milk with refills).
Imelda: We need to change Coco's diaper. (Opens Coco's diaper cover).
Héctor: GROSS!!! COCO REALLY HAS A DIRTY DIAPER.
Imelda: ¡AY! There's a lot of poop to clean.
Héctor Imelda: (Finish changing Coco's diaper and put her in her baby chair).
Héctor: ¡AY, NO! COCO IS ABOUT TO CRY. WHAT SHOULD I DO?!!
Imelda: Héctor, don't be an idiota! Coco had her milk, her diaper changed, and many more lately. Enough with that craziness, go to sleep, now!
Héctor: I can't, Coco won't stop fussing!
Imelda: Just go to sleep!
Héctor: Sí, mi amor.