Sheridan, Beth, and Ivy are packing as Sam enters.
"Oh look who it is, my husband. The apple of my eye." Ivy says deadpan.
"Okay, I got us a court date for tomorrow at 2:00 and I picked up all the forms. I'll take care of everything." Sam explains.
"Well sure, if you say you're gonna take care of everything, I have no reason to doubt you. Give me those forms!" She grabs them from him, "All right, no I'm gonna do this my way and I don't want to hear a peep out of you!"
"Okay Ivy, but..." He starts.
"Op! You're peeping!" She interrupts.
Sam grunts something and hands her the pen he was trying to hand her.
"Sam! You know what? I just got-why? Why did you do this?!" Ivy asks.
"Look, I told you..." He starts.
"I don't wanna hear 'Two failed marriages!'"
"Look, if you'd had a husband who was gay, you'd understand!"
"Ugh!" She stares at him.
~*~
The next day, Luis, Sheridan, and Beth are baby-sitting the triplets. They each have one baby.
"Beth, how's it going?" Sheridan asks.
"I'm doing okay. I think it's going well. Do you think they're having fun?" She says rapidly, "Am I talking too fast?"
"Nope, sounds like it to me. Beth, it's going great. Look at Luis with little baby girl Mackenzie." Sheridan says.
"Little baby girl Mackenzie." Luis says as he tries to get her to drink a little more from the bottle when he suddenly smells something, "Do you know what, Beth? When you're done over here, we kinda have a situation over here too." He says as Beth is changing her baby.
"Na-uh, no, we are all responsible for our own babies." She says.
"See that's where I think you're wrong. We've been playing these babies man for man; we should really be playing a zone defense."
"What do you mean?" Sheridan asks.
"I just think that things would go a lot smoother if we each have our own zone. Beth, you can be in charge or wiping. And Sheridan, you can be in charge of diapering and I can be in charge of looking how cute they look when they put their hands around..." He degrades inot baby talk which means when they grab his finger.
"That sounds really great, but maybe you should be in charge of wiping." Beth says.
"Okay, I'm a rookie. I should not be in the end zone."
~*~
"Oh look who it is, my husband. The apple of my eye." Ivy says deadpan.
"Okay, I got us a court date for tomorrow at 2:00 and I picked up all the forms. I'll take care of everything." Sam explains.
"Well sure, if you say you're gonna take care of everything, I have no reason to doubt you. Give me those forms!" She grabs them from him, "All right, no I'm gonna do this my way and I don't want to hear a peep out of you!"
"Okay Ivy, but..." He starts.
"Op! You're peeping!" She interrupts.
Sam grunts something and hands her the pen he was trying to hand her.
"Sam! You know what? I just got-why? Why did you do this?!" Ivy asks.
"Look, I told you..." He starts.
"I don't wanna hear 'Two failed marriages!'"
"Look, if you'd had a husband who was gay, you'd understand!"
"Ugh!" She stares at him.
~*~
The next day, Luis, Sheridan, and Beth are baby-sitting the triplets. They each have one baby.
"Beth, how's it going?" Sheridan asks.
"I'm doing okay. I think it's going well. Do you think they're having fun?" She says rapidly, "Am I talking too fast?"
"Nope, sounds like it to me. Beth, it's going great. Look at Luis with little baby girl Mackenzie." Sheridan says.
"Little baby girl Mackenzie." Luis says as he tries to get her to drink a little more from the bottle when he suddenly smells something, "Do you know what, Beth? When you're done over here, we kinda have a situation over here too." He says as Beth is changing her baby.
"Na-uh, no, we are all responsible for our own babies." She says.
"See that's where I think you're wrong. We've been playing these babies man for man; we should really be playing a zone defense."
"What do you mean?" Sheridan asks.
"I just think that things would go a lot smoother if we each have our own zone. Beth, you can be in charge or wiping. And Sheridan, you can be in charge of diapering and I can be in charge of looking how cute they look when they put their hands around..." He degrades inot baby talk which means when they grab his finger.
"That sounds really great, but maybe you should be in charge of wiping." Beth says.
"Okay, I'm a rookie. I should not be in the end zone."
~*~