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Hey, Ruben. It's Dr. Monica.

Thanks for doing overnights this week. I'll hire another vet tech as soon as I

can. Sure you will.

And just a reminder, do not turn on the overhead lighting. The reptiles need 12

hours of darkness, so you need to man up.

I lowered the dosage for Coach Romeo.

He's a lot livelier now.

Give him his meth while he's in the tank.

That's everything.

Talk to you tomorrow.

Thank you, boy.

Romeo?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no Romeo

Dr. Monica?

Hey.

Doctor, not... During working hours, during working hours, the LAPD is paying

Manny Ludo to watch my kids because daddies do not qualify for child care

payments, do they? Okay, this was supposed to be a delicious breakfast

but I ran out of tortillas. So instead, it's a delicious scrambled egg sandwich

with salsa. Good morning, my delightful daughter.

Good morning, darling mother.

What did you just swallow?

Orange juice.

What did you swallow with the orange juice?

I don't know, air?

Nice boots.

Dad, now that you're a fake Manny, are you done teaching driver's ed? Give up

the biz? Me?

No way. I just move my appointments to later in the day.

I got two jobs now.

I'm a hyphenate. I am a fake Manny hyphen driving school instructor.

Okay. Got a dead body. Gotta go.

Stop trying to out -cool me.

Thank you. Good to see you. Good luck with the dead body. Thank you.

Heart number.

Who asks someone to hold their bag when it's covered in sticky stuff? The world

is a disgusting place, okay? Those free weights at your gym have about as much

fecal bacteria as a public toilet.

I am not listening to you for the rest of the day.

I'm trying to free you. What do we got?

Dr. Monica Davis, a vet specializing in exotic animals.

28, single, no kids, her lone employee found her body in each other's words

overnight. Anything on this employee?

Alibi checks out. According to the ME, it looks like a simple cardiac arrest.

Lays a printer, however. Seems to have a different opinion.

Huh, that's a new one.

Why did she go through the trouble of using the printer to declare herself a

murder victim? There's plenty of pens and opads nearby.

Did the ME say anything about the blotches on her hands? He said it looked

some kind of allergic reaction. But, you know, we'll run more tests once we get

the body back to his lab.

Here you go.

Oh, thanks, but I have to wash these first.

Guys, he touched something that may have touched the apple juice.

We're all very concerned.

I said wait!

How you doing, big fella?

A lot.

I had to shoot him before he got soap on his hand.

I'm serious. There's a poison in that soap dispenser that would paralyze him.

That is why our victim had to use the printer to declare that she was

She couldn't pick up a pen because she was paralyzed.

The printer's got to be voice controlled. Printer, print, Morgan saved

life. On it.

See?

Okay,

well, if it hadn't blown its load on all that murder confetti, that would have

been very cool. Get back to the poison bed?

Yes, okay.

is bolted and locked because it is home to two poison dart frogs, Wilma and

Fred. Poison dart frogs secrete deadly toxins from their skin. Now, the bolt is

there, but the lock is loose. More importantly, Wilma's poisonous buddy is

nowhere to be found. Wait, what?

Oh, yeah. So, you got a missing frog.

We have a hand rash, a reaction to the batrachotoxin.

We've got a wadded -up paper towel next to the victim because she was drying her

hands when she became paralyzed.

So?

So... Fred's in the soap dispenser.

Yep.

Here's dead Fred.

Sue, you guys think he caught any of that, or are you going to want to fill

in later? I think you mean, is he okay? He's okay. The tranquilizer was for a

snake. He's going to be fine. You're going to be fine.

Hey, Lieutenant.

How's he doing?

He's alive.

Good. You and Daphne keep processing the scene. When Carradig is okay to drive,

I need him and Morgan to head to a salon on Graham.

A friend of Dr. Monica's reported her missing last night.

A Bethany Reed.

I'm texting you the address.

Yeah. You guys got all that? I got it.

I don't think he got it.

I'll do it.

How you doing over there?

I am still not talking to you, Morgan.

That's fair.

You did just miss a call from someone named Aubrey Browneye Bumble.

Whoa, I'm sorry. Did you answer my phone?

It was connected to your car. I didn't want the ringing to wake you up.

She says that Saturday at 1 o 'clock at Post Grill sounds perfect.

I put it in your calendar for you.

Thanks.

How you doing? I know it kind of doesn't seem like it right now, but I do feel

really bad about shooting you.

I totally understand why you did what you did.

If anything, I guess I want to... You don't have to thank me.

I want to thank you.

Okay, go ahead.

I just thanked you.

Well, you are welcome.

You think you can walk on your own?

I think so.

Whoa.

Look at all these bees.

Son Gavin had a karate tournament last night and Monica promised to be there.

So you called the police? Only after I wasn't able to reach her for hours.

It's just... It's just so unlike her not to show.

It's a quality friend.

Shows up to all your kid stuff.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No hugging.

We don't hug. We don't do hugs.

Okay, Bethany, Detective Carradock would like to ask you a few questions.

How did you know the veterinarian?

We met about two years ago in a yoga class.

He's going to need a little more.

We bonded over both being so hopelessly bad at yoga and decided to meet up for

hikes instead.

And our friendship just grew from there. And it is so hard to make female

friends as an adult.

Bethany, had you noticed anything different about Monica lately?

Actually, I did.

I went to meet Monica for breakfast yesterday, and she seemed distracted,

nervous. So I asked her if something was wrong, and she just said guy troubles.

Was she dating someone?

That's what was so weird. She never mentioned anyone.

Hey.

Sorry,

honey. He just really wanted his mom.

I can't believe I'm never going to see Monica again.

You think that man hurt her?

Which man?

What man, sweetheart?

When we were at Monica's clinic a couple of days ago, I heard her fighting with

a man. And the man yelled at her.

You mean the day we brought Monica lunch?

Honey, I was there with you. I didn't see any man.

He came when you went to get coffees.

Did you see this man who yelled at Monica?

So you don't know what color eyes he had.

What about his nose? Was it big? Not big?

Is that an Avengers comic?

Yeah. Yeah.

I knew I liked you.

Hey, let's make a bet.

I bet you a lollipop of your choice that our favorite is the same guy. Okay?

One, two, three. Those guys.

Okay.

Hey, you said the man talking to Dr. Monica had a beard, right?

Was it a beard like Tony Stark's or a beard like Thor's?

He's dark, but not as pointy, and it was brown.

Okay. Was he tall and big or tiny like Ant -Man?

We've been estranged from our daughter for over ten years.

Twelve years.

You said you lived in Mesita?

Monica lived in Westwood. You were eight miles apart and you never saw each

other? Like I said, we were estranged.

Monica drifted away after she left him.

You know what's that?

Do you know that guy?

His name is Shane Seeger. He was... It was the worst thing that ever happened

my family.

Monica was 16 when she took up with him. He was 21.

I tried to get her to stop seeing the creep, but what can I do?

A year into their relationship, Shane was arrested for robbing a convenience

store. Idiot wore flip -flops, slipped, and accidentally fired his gun.

Shot a hole into a soda display and went to prison for armed robbery.

Moron. Imagine what my neighbors were saying.

My teenage daughter dating a criminal.

Well, there's nothing in his file about flip -flops, but he did go down for

armed robbery.

Well, Shane's in prison. He's not our guy.

Shane Seeger was released from prison last month.

I don't know, Shane.

Let me tell you that Monica's been murdered and you don't seem at all

Or sad.

Surprise, sadness.

You guys were really expecting a wide range of emotions, huh?

Monica and I broke up like 12 years ago. Most I got for you is a yeah, and.

Yeah, and an eyewitness places you at the clinic with Monica five days before

her murder. Do you have any insight to offer us on that? You know, not really.

Why were you guys fighting?

I don't remember.

You have an alibi for last night, Che?

Nothing's springing to mind.

You know what I think?

I think you got out of prison and wanted to pick things up where you left off

with Monica, and she just could not wait to say hell no. She was educated and

successful. Pretty sure she knew she could do better than a smug ex -con.

Because women never go for the bad boy, right?

I think maybe 48 hours in a holding cell will help jog Mr. Man With No Alibis

memory.

Ankle monitor was a condition of my release from prison.

I'm allowed out of the house during the day to go to work.

A personal trainer down at Muscle Beach if you ever want to swing by for a

second.

The monitoring station confirmed Shane's story.

He only can't be a murderer if he was at his own place all night. We gotta cut

him loose.

Do you think... that there's any way the parents could be involved?

The dad, maybe, but did you see the mom? That woman was devastated.

Monica hasn't spoken to her parents in a dozen years.

Grieving mom included. Besides, my mom's threatened to kill me hundreds of

times. Well, I've been doing this for a little while, and I can tell you that

filicide is one of the rarest forms of murder.

Hmm.

You have time for a quick, non -work -related, potentially overly personal

question? Nope. Did you ever snoop on your kids?

No. Oh.

I was...

Definitive? It's not snooping when a concerned mom does it.

I like to think of it as responsible parenting.

Yeah.

Hey. Hey. Chloe's still napping.

And as suspected, avocado, not a big hit.

You're home early.

Yeah, I just had to check on something.

Ava took a pill this morning.

What kind of pill? I don't know, the sneaky kind that you swallow behind your

mom's back.

Did you come home to snoop? It is not snooping when it's a concerned mom doing

it. It's called responsible parenting.

Morgan, stop.

Snooping is a slippery slope. Once you invade someone's privacy, there's no

going back, no more communicating. It becomes your go -to mode.

She's micro -dosing. Well, she's macro -dosing.

She could be buying Adderall off... That Shelby character?

No, Shelby's gunning for Yale. She wouldn't be selling her Adderall.

Maybe Ava just had a headache. She could have taken an aspirin. Yeah, well, you

don't hide aspirin from your... Oh, God, it's birth control.

No, it's not. It certainly looks like all the birth control I forgot to take.

I'm not emotionally prepared for this.

Yes, I am.

I am.

Okay.

Okay, here's what I'm going to do.

I'm going to sit here in the dark.

And when she walks in, I'm going to hold up the evidence, and I'm going to turn

on a single light bulb.

Or both of us forget this ever happened and never speak of it again.

No, I'm going to do my light bulb move.

Yeah. It's okay. It's okay. I'm in an interrogation room half the day. I can

handle this. Or another option, you do that annoying grown -up thing where you

hold on to information and don't do anything with it.

Let her come to you.

Once you break her trust, you're not going to get it back. I don't want to

her trust.

But parenting comes with major consequences.

And she has a boyfriend.

I make one wrong move, I don't step in when I should have, and her whole life

screwed. I mean, that... What are you guys doing?

We gotta talk to you about something.

We need to know if you think your room will fit one of those swinging chairs

that you love.

It totally would!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Like, the rattan ones from Urban Outfitters would be so

perfect for right here.

Hey, Oz.

Come check out these reviews for Monica's clinic.

What have you got on our veterinarian murder?

Okay, there's something curious about Monica's vet clinic.

The reviews online were exceptional up until about six months ago. Then she

started to receive a string of one -star reviews.

This one guy, he goes by the moniker Asmodeus. He paints Monica out to be

kind of monster. A monster who needs to be stopped.

This so -called veterinarian is going to pay for what she's done.

Track down this Asmodeus person.

Pay him a visit.

Do you know this woman?

Really? She sent the police?

That chick's got some nerve.

That chick was murdered yesterday.

Why are you talking to me?

Glad you asked, Rodney.

We've got a couple of threatening online reviews you directed on Monica under

the name Asmodeus.

How'd you find me? We did a reverse image search on your profile pic. You

exactly blend in.

So, what did Dr. Monica do to deserve all the threats and anger?

She killed Fernando.

Okay, that's crazy.

I have the exact same tattoo.

Dr. Monica killed your pet spider.

Fernanda was a Peruvian glass -haired tarantula. She wasn't some pet. She was

baby.

I took Fernanda to the clinic for a routine visit.

Dr. Monica insisted I leave her for an exam.

And later, Dr. Monica called and said that Fernanda was infectious and needed

be incinerated.

I never even got to say goodbye. She was my best friend.

But I swear...

I swear I didn't kill Dr. Monica.

I just wanted to ruin her reputation online because people needed to be

And yeah, maybe I took it too far.

Took it too far how?

I followed her home one night to scare her. That's it.

I'm guessing you're the only dude in Brentwood with a face to have.

I didn't follow her to Brentwood.

I followed her to an apartment in Hollywood.

Digging those French tips, Valerie. Very old money. Thanks, Morgan.

There was a good time roll bag at the murder scene.

It was delivered to Monica at a Hollywood address.

But she lived by the clinic in Brentwood.

Exactly.

So why would Monica have food delivered to a Hollywood apartment when she lived

and worked on the other side of town?

Daytime stakeouts are less cool.

I feel gross eating Swedish fish and Pringles while the sun's out. Pay

attention, please.

I can chew, regret my choices, and stare at a building all at the same time,

Dad. Do you think Carradoc stops for sex?

I probably think about what Carradoc does a lot less than you do.

I just have a lot of respect for him.

Morgan has such a great learning opportunity right now. Here, you're the

one learning.

Is that a gun?

cops?

What are you guys doing here? Did you call for backup?

You said I could call for backup next time. Uh, this is Larry, the building

super. We thought we saw him pull a weapon. Did you pull a weapon, Larry? I

took out my drill.

Supposed to fix that busted ceiling, fam.

Larry, you dog. You got a holster for your drill?

I like it.

Uh, didn't Morgan's text say we were meeting the building super?

I didn't get a text from Morgan. Yeah, you did. I texted because Kardec was

driving. Yeah, it's right here.

Daphne Lewandowski.

Not you.

That's not you. In my defense, who's got two Daphnes in her phone? You know what

I mean?

Yeah.

Wait, how did you find this place, then? I checked the reviews for Monica's

clinic online, tracked down the disgruntled spider owner who threatened

him to admit that he followed her to this apartment.

What about you? Morgan found a receipt on the good times rollback at the murder

scene, and the address was on it.

Great minds.

Uh, guys?

You're gonna want to check this out.

Is that... Amanda.

That is definitely her.

What was she up to?

Looks like Monica Davis, doctor of veterinary medicine, had a secret life

exotic animal trafficker.

Patho Python.

7 ,500 bucks.

Palm Cockatoo, $15 ,000.

I think I've got something.

Looks like some kind of coded list, right?

This first line, 3912 Lamer, 2381 -9424.

Lamer could be Lamer, Miss Bell.

Okay, this last part could be the price.

Why is Monica getting to the black market? I mean, what does she need the

for? I mean, she's operating a one -woman clinic. That can't be cheap.

These are not codes for animal sales.

It's abbreviations for house listings.

3912 Lamer is the address.

Then it's square footage, lot size, bedrooms, bathrooms, garage size, and

date of the open house.

Hmm.

Monica needed money for a house.

Huh.

Okay. Daphne, I want you to dig into the trafficking, see if you can find

anything on the buyer's odds. You get Dr. Monica's patient files, see if you

connect any of these animals to the clinic. Morgan and I are going to go

little chat with Ty Williams.

She started out looking for a home way up in New Orleans, but she had a partner

and it wound up being too far from her.

Did you ever meet this partner?

No. Do you have a picture of the property she was buying?

Of course.

There.

Well, thanks for coming by, Mr. Williams.

Sure. If you're ever looking to move out of the city, give me a call.

Okay.

According to Bethany, Monica said she was having guy troubles.

Maybe it wasn't Shane. If there was a man in her life, we need to find him.

Oh, I don't think she had a man in her life.

Bees.

She had a bee in her life?

Follow the bees, Carradette.

The garden?

See how these tall flowers are clumped together? That is a pollinator garden.

Like the one outside of the salon?

The salon that had flowers and bees all over the place?

They're planted like that so the bees can quickly go from flower to flower.

Bees are the reason Monica originally wanted to find a house in Orland.

It's the bee capital of California.

Yeah. And do you see these little pastel roofs?

Those are the top of the apiaries for beekeepers.

Monica wanted to find a house for the woman she loved.

Bethany.

Bethany!

You lied to us.

Um, why don't you just head back and Jen will get you rinsed out. Okay.

You and Monica may have bonded over bad yoga, but you were more than friends,

weren't you?

Yeah, we were.

Yeah. And she was buying a house for you? She was buying a house for us.

For the three of us, okay? I was leaving Nathan and Gavin and I was going to

move in with her. The house she was purchasing using the proceeds from her

illegal animal trafficking business.

What?

Monica would never... She was stealing clients' animals from the clinic and

selling them on the black market. Why would she do that? My guess is because

loved you.

We saw the brochure from the new house. It was a bee lover's heaven.

Seems like she really wanted to make you happy.

Bethany, did your husband know about this affair? Did he know you were

on taking his son away?

Yeah.

Nathan saw some of the text messages that Monica had sent me. He wanted to

on things, but he knew I was leaving him.

You don't think he... No, Nathan would never...

Hi,

I'll be with you in a minute.

Mr. Reed, thanks for coming.

Yeah, sorry. I was picking Gavin up from karate when I got your call.

Yeah. I said you just had a few questions.

Yeah, it's no problem.

Is Detective Oz here?

He's not, but I am. And I happen to know about a secret stash of gummy bears

that Detective Karen has.

Don't tell him.

I'll take care of him.

Take out my new belt.

It is understandable you had some anger towards Monica. I really didn't. She was

taking your wife, your family. Did you confront her? Look, I never...

You

want to tell us about this?

Did you really think we wouldn't find it hidden in the bottom of your tool

chest?

Did you really think that we wouldn't check the table of contents for poisoned

dart frogs?

No response.

Okay, uh, how about this?

I'm guessing you're a coffee man?

All right, I did it.

I kill Monica.

Everyone did some nice work. It wasn't just me. It was a team effort.

It's Friday.

Time's not going on. Who's in, huh?

Bobby, come on.

Care to act? Morgan?

One drink.

Something's not quite sitting right with you about Nathan's confession.

Same. The pieces just aren't quite clicking together in my brain.

Yeah, well, Nathan's wife was leaving him for Monica.

He did confess to the murder, but I don't know. Well, hard to look at it

fresh eyes on Monday.

Monday? Yeah. Oh, I can't go into the weekend like this. I won't be able to

thinking about it. You've got your big date to distract you.

What date?

Aubrey Brown -Eyed Bumble.

Tomorrow at 1 o 'clock, Coast Grill.

You don't remember who she is? How many dates did you arrange?

I cast nets, okay?

Morgan, Morgan, you have exactly one second before I arrest you for theft.

You left your interests blank?

I did, okay? There needs to be some discovery. I am a cipher, a man of

I can't give you this phone back until I know you have interests other than

punctuality and hygiene.

Thank you.

I'll have you know I have plenty of very normal interests.

Football, you know, history.

Working out.

It's your cover model for Generic Girl Weekly.

I also play a lot of Scrabble.

Oh, okay, listen. I say this as a concerned citizen, okay?

You've got to loosen up a little bit. Have some fun. Step out of your comfort

zone. Morgan, in the interest of our professional relationship, do not say

another word.

I'm just trying to... Not one more word.

Okay.

That doesn't count.

But while I'm at it, wear your dark blue shirt tomorrow. It brings out your eyes

and makes you seem less uptight. Also, something's off with this timeline, so

the case isn't over.

Do you remember how Bethany said that she had been friends with Monica for two

years? Uh -oh. But you know, I found that picture of Bethany and Gavin in

Monica's apartment.

Well, Gavin had his yellow belt then. He got his purple belt today.

So as you get older and better, you test to earn new belts. It starts with

yellow, then orange, green, blue, and purple.

If Gavin went to karate twice a week, it would take him longer than two years to

go from yellow to purple belt.

And I didn't really see his face in the picture, but he was certainly much

shorter.

So are you saying that Monica was stalking Bethany?

Either that or Gavin had an insane growth spurt in the karate prodigy.

well, like I said, let's just dive back in on Monday.

No, but my brain's spitting ideas out now.

Why did we stop at this Swiss Mart? It's like forever out of the way. You two

had to pee, and about a decade ago, some meathead robbed this place, so I wanted

to check it out. Whatever.

Nobody

move!

This is a robbery!

What kind of idiot robs a store wearing flip -flops?

I told you.

He's a moron.

Hang on. How did you know he was wearing flip -flops?

Hi, guys.

Who wants to go to the beach?

Is there food there?

so you just connect the con with an airtight alibi.

Good. Push.

Okay, make yourself comfortable.

We'll go for tacos after.

Wow, one earbud, huh? How annoying and on brand.

Hey, good hustle.

Get out of here.

What do you want?

Why didn't you tell the police that Monica was your accomplice in the

convenience store robbery?

If she was a minor, she would have gotten a short sentence.

I know she was with you. Her father gave details of the crime that weren't in

the police report.

Yeah, like I care what he... I'm sorry. Can you take this stupid... Are you

crazy?

She was pregnant.

The last three months were bananas. I spent all my free time studying, but I

finally got my SHRL certification.

Oh. Oh, congratulations.

SH... What does Adam say? Oh, sorry. Not everyone's an HR robbery.

It's an advanced credential for human resource professionals?

Yeah. That's... Wow.

This burger's perfect. Just how I like it. Not too much stuff on it.

I usually only eat red meat right before sex.

Caredex! Here you are.

Oh, my God. I'm starving.

Can I please have some fries? Absolutely.

She promised us tacos, but I don't think that's happening.

Hey. You know this woman?

Yeah, I think so. I'm his wife, and these are his kids, and this... Adam, is

you playing squash with your buddies.

I thought we agreed that we were only going to splurge on hookers as a couple.

I'm just messing with you, Aubrey. I'm his partner.

We're not partners.

Non -romantic partner. We're not partners. She's actually just a

We work on cases together in a partnerly fashion, all right? Does that work? And

I've got a theory about the one we're working on right now, and oh, boy, is it

doozy.

Bethany's son, Gavin, is definitely adopted, and I'm more than... than

sure that Monica and Shane are his biological parents. Wait, wait, how do

Should I? So Shane and Gavin both have preauricular sinuses, aka ear dimples.

Some biologists think that ear dimples are a vestige of fish gills.

What? It's not important. The point is, they're super rare.

Only 0 .1 % of the population has them. And it's even rarer to have them in both

ears. So if you do, it is 100 % inherited.

So when a daddy with two ear dimples loves a mommy, the baby will also have

ear dimples. And that is exactly how we know that Gavin is Shane and Monica's

biological potato.

Potato. Child. Sorry. We're all hungry.

Bethany and Nathan, no dimples. Shane and Gavin, two dimples each.

Also, I swung by and I talked to Shane. You did what?

She talked to Shane with the ear dimples. He basically confessed facially

he was covering for Monica the day of the convenience store robbery because

was... pregnant with his baby.

A teen pregnancy.

That's why Monica's dad was so ashamed of her. That's why they were estranged.

Yes, and I think Bethany learned the truth.

She's not the person Monica wanted to keep in her life. It was Monica's

biological son, Gavin.

Yeah, see, look, right there. They're so tiny, you have to really look closely.

I don't need to see any more photos of your dimples. I get it. So now you're

saying that the husband confessed to a crime he didn't commit?

Well, my guess is he's devoted to his wife, trying to protect her. Or I'm so

good, I got an innocent man to confess.

I came asking if I got your message.

It's almost about my husband.

Look, he's innocent.

Okay, I know it. Bethany, I think it's best that we move someplace we can talk

privately. Detective Basel, take care of Gavin.

Bethany, what was your reaction when you found out that Monica wasn't really in

love with you?

Monica's parents forced their pregnant teenage daughter to give her baby up 12

years ago.

Monica didn't just happen to bump into you at yoga, did she?

No. No, she sought you out. She befriended you, and she pretended to

love with you to get close to the person that she really loved, Gavin.

And the person who loved you, your husband, Nathan, confessed to a murder

didn't even commit.

Now, maybe you're fine with that. I mean, you did sneak that frog book into

toolbox.

But, Bethany, can you really live with sending an innocent man, a man that you

married, to prison for the rest of his life?

I destroyed my marriage for Monica, and it was all a lie.

That day that Gavin heard the horrible man arguing with Monica, I was there.

Only I didn't know Gavin overheard it at the time.

And he was yelling at her for giving up their son for adoption.

In that moment, I knew two things.

Gavin was Monica's biological child.

And Monica seduced me to get to him.

She was trying to steal my son!

It was working.

Gavin loved Monica. They had a connection. He wanted to be a vet like

Nathan's wife fell in love with Monica because of how amazing she was with

Gavin. And now I can't stop wondering if maybe it was the same for her.

Maybe it only just started out as a lie.

Do you think?

Have them release Nathan.

Bring that man to his son as soon as possible.

Watch out. You got to watch out for the dragon.

There you go. All right.

That's a big guy coming.

Help me.

I got turned around. I'm here to collect my daughter's effects.

Sure. I can find someone to help with that.

Hey, buddy, why don't you go get yourself a snack and a snack sheet,

Come on. Go.

Just have a seat here.

I'll go find an officer to help you, okay?

Hey, you seen Hoffie?

No, but Bethany confessed.

She found out that Monica was Gavin's biological mother. She thought Monica

stealing her son from her.

I'm so sorry to bother you again. I just wanted to let you know that I'm going

to come back tomorrow. I'm not afraid tonight. No problem. Whatever works for

you.

Hey,

Alice.

Could you?

Bring Nathan up from holding.

Yep. Thank you.

I'm sorry I jumped the gun.

What I don't get is why you confessed to a crime you didn't commit.

I grew up without a mom.

It was hard.

I didn't want that for my son.

Me?

I wouldn't have wanted to grow up without my dad.

Doc, it does not feel like we won.

Yeah. I hate to tell you, but it's like that a lot.

Here you go, sweetheart.

Try that.

Thank you.

Oh, the bill was just too wrinkled. That's why the machine kept spitting it

What did you get?

Sour cherry tsunamis.

My daughter used to love sour candy.

Gavin. Dad.

Hey.

Oh, man.

I couldn't see

Be with you in a minute.

Your friend here doesn't look that patient.

Fernanda?

Fernanda?

Oh, you're awake.

It's not even noon, though. Is everything... Are you okay? Are you

What are you doing?

Right, some mango juice.

Thanks.

You know, this room service thing is kind of sus, right?

Mm -hmm.

Yeah.

I did something really awful, and I'm scared that you're not going to forgive

for it.

Did you shrink my Lululemons?

No.

Um... It snooped in your room, and I found your birth control.

I saw you being stealthy and swallow a pill, and my mind just kind of ran wild,

and I... I should have asked you.

I can't believe you did that. I know.

You know, I want you to trust me, and then I didn't trust you, and I just, I

messed up.

And that's why I'm coming clean.

But it kills me that you thought you had to hide that from me.

And you'd freak out.

Yeah, I'm gonna freak out.

And then I'm gonna pull it together and come to my senses and have your back.

Always.

You know.

I'm serious.

I'm your ride or die. You're bury the bodies and ask questions later.

I know.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I should have just told you.

I was going to, but it just seems stupid. No, it's not stupid. I get it.

My skin just got so bad, and you just kept telling me, oh, you look so pretty,

and no one will notice.

What? My skin? My whitehead situation?

Jennifer J. started taking birth control, and her acne is, like, gone. So

saved up all my babysitting money, and I went online. Wait, you went on birth

control for your complexion?

Yeah. Oh.

Oh. Wow.

Okay, good.

I... But did you see how cool and supportive I was when I thought you were

having sex? That's... Well, no, I am having sex, but that's not why I got the

birth control.

Yeah.

Yeah, and that's something that we can... Oh, my gosh.

Mom, you're so easy.

I hate you.

I hate you. Don't laugh at me. I'll beat you with your own birth control pillow.