
She looks just like you, Bobby.
“That would be a surprise to her dad.”
…
That’s Keelin.
“Yeah.”
She’s the Zeppo of the Garcia girls.
“Not as much screen time as the others, no.”
But she carries the plot.
“Now I’ve lost the metaphor.”
Me, too.
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She looks just like you, Bobby.
“That would be a surprise to her dad.”
…
That’s Keelin.
“Yeah.”
She’s the Zeppo of the Garcia girls.
“Not as much screen time as the others, no.”
But she carries the plot.
“Now I’ve lost the metaphor.”
Me, too.

Happy Father’s Day, Garcia.
“Shh.”
Sorry.
“Just got her to sleep.”
What’s the point of a baby sleeping if you can’t Instagram it?
“What?”
Nothing. That’s Heather, right?
“Yeah.”
Pretty name.
“Pretty girl. I like girls. Some guys wanna have boys, but I like girls.”
That is good to hear.
“Why?”

…
“Good God, what is that?”
Your family.
“Just one?”
Couple of ’em.
“I gotta get some gigs, man.”
Happy Father’s Day.
“Sure, yeah.”
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