While eating their cake, Terence and Brandon discuss business. Terence is upset because of Riley.
Terence: So she didn’t settle for just the job, huh?
Brandon: No, she keeps calling me at all hours.
Terence: Pass the calls to Jaycen.
Branden: I did, but she won’t talk to him either, she insists on speaking to you in person.
Terence: Damn.

Meanwhile, on the floor, Davy is playing with one of his gifts, a rag doll given to him by some distant aunt or something.

He seems to have taken a great liking to the doll.
Terence: What the hell? My son is a boy, he will not play with dolls, not on my watch!

Terence: Come here sweetie, daddy needs to talk to you about something important.
Davy: Daddy, talk.
Terence: Yes, come on, sonny.

Terence: Look, Davy, we boys don’t play with dolls, okay? Or at least not that kind, it’s a different kind of ‘dolls’ and a different kind of ‘play’, if you know what I mean.
Davy: ?
Terence: Forget it, kid, you don’t know yet, but when you grow up you will.

Terence: That’s all, now go back to playing, but not with that ugly doll. I wonder who gave him that thing, it must have been someone in Cynthia’s family, for sure.

Terence: Go ahead, keep playing, and remember, we don’t play with dolls, we play with cars, balls, bicycles, pistols, and stuff like that.
David: *Enthusiastically* Pistols!
Terence: Okay, not real pistols of course. Anyway, Dad will buy you lots of appropriate toys.
David: *Clapping*. Yeah, toys.

Terence kisses Davy with genuine love. He’s given him his first lesson as a daddy, (a rather sexist one if you ask me, but anyway, this is Terence).
Terence: Well, sweetie, I have to go to work, but your mommy will be here in a moment.
David: Nooo, daddy stay.

Terence: I can’t right now, but I’ll see you in the afternoon, we’ll keep celebrating and we’ll have a great time together, okay?
David: Okay.
Terence: Okay, be nice to mommy. I love you.
David: Love you! The look on the little boy’s face says it all. Terence is quickly becoming his idol, perhaps because he spends more time with him than his mother. Let’s hope this little boy doesn’t grow to pursue a questionable career like his parents.

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