‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "I can not wait to see them," she exclaims.
"And for you to be able to see them," she continued.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Matthew slowed down in front of a white house with a large bird fountain in front; it was Nicholas' parents' old house, which they reused for Sofia after she found out she was pregnant.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  On the sidewalk, a girl dressed in the home version stood with a soaked T-shirt and a disintegrated bun.  "When I have a baby, I will shave my hair," Angeline whispered to herself.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  She got out of the car, retrieved the gifts from the back seat, and walked over to her friend, while Matthew remained in the car and parked in front of the garage.  He saw their reactions as they approached each other.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ "Who are this men, Angeline? You didn't tell me...," Angeline simply hugged her too firmly, and Sofia became silent.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "You will have time to meet him now that it is just you and me." "I missed you so much," Sofia hugged her friend back with the same fervor as Angeline.
  ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ "Come on, I want you to meet someone really tiny," Sofia says as they pull away from the hug. Matthew gets out of the car, takes gifts from the trunk, and walks towards them.  Sofia's expression when she recognized the'mystery' man was priceless.  She began to push Angelina in the ribs, prompting the blonde to fight herself.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "You and I. Tea party today," she says gently and turns to Matthew.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ "Hi!" Sofia extended her hand in greeting.  "My name is Sofia," she explained.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "Matthew," he quickly says.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "I know," all three commented, laughing.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "Let's go inside," she said as she led them into the house, leaving him with the gifts.  As they settled into the living room, the two buddies were still conversing about various stuff.  Sofia was desperate to know where she was with him and how that was possible... but she was embarrassed to question her in front of him.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  When she notices that there are at least 10 gift bags on the table, she exclaims, "You should not have taken so many presents..."
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ "He's guilty" 
"It's her fault" they point at each other.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "I just love babies," Angeline says.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "So much so that she wanted to pet them as if they were pets,"
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "I was drunk"
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  Sofia just stood there in awe, but also joy, since she could tell how deeply they loved each other.  The sound of crying from the other room cut into their conversation, but they used those few seconds to grow closer.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Sofia returned to the main room, holding the infant.  "Someone wants to see you, lil guy," she whispers to his son as she cradles him in her arms and completely calms him down.
  ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ "I think she came to see you and not me..." she begins to dramatize, while Angeline simply surrenders in a gesture of remorse.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  "But if you poop while you are in her arms, she changes the diapers," Sofia winks at her before standing in front of her, Angeline adjusting her  cast arm so that it is covered by a blanket she found next to her.  Sofia put the infant into her arms.