Baby Daddy

Morning.

Good morning.

So I guess we finally did it, huh?

Sure did.

It was nice, right?

Very.

I'm glad we took it slow.

Yeah, me too.

But I wouldn't mind it if, for the next sleepover,

we lose the clothes and the baby.

Good morning, Emma.

It's amazing how the unexpected

can take your life and change direction.

- oh. - Hi, morning.

Sorry, I didn't know you were here.

Nothing happened.

I just slept over. Like, as in sleep.

Whatever.

It's cool. I'm fine.

Why wouldn't I be fine?

You and Ben, Ben and you...

just like a dream come true.

Oh. Okay, good.

Oh, my God, that's really good.

I'm glad that we can talk about this,

'cause I would just, you know,

hate for things to be awkward between us.

Oh, not awkward at all.

Talk away.

Okay. Great.

Well, last night ended up just being so sweet.

And Ben was so romantic.

Good talk. I gotta go.

I'm late for the... bye.

Morning.

- Everything okay? - Super!

Not awkward at all.

So glad that you're still here, Angela,

which also isn't awkward.

I can't believe I have an apartment filled with women

and none of them are mine.

Thanks for letting me stay on the couch, again.

Oh, hey, it's no problem.

Hey, she don't live here.

I promise I'll find my own place soon.

I so hate getting in the way of things.

Really?

But you know what? It's totally fine.

You just stay as long as you like.

Again, not really her decision.

Well, I'll try and clear out tonight.

Oh, you know, no need. We won't even be here.

We have a very special evening planned.

Is this thing even on? What?

Hey, I remember you.

Morning. I made coffee.

Hi, baby. Oh, I forgot how cute you look when you wake up.

- Isn't she adorable? - I was actually talking about you.

This is really good coffee.

Well, while you enjoy it,

I'm going to go get our little girl dressed.

And something tells me

she's coming back to get you undressed.

Okay, so it's not just me. She was just flirting, right?

Flirting? Dude, she made you coffee

and she did this to your hair,

just all around.

In some cultures, you'd be engaged.

What am I supposed to do, man?

I mean, I guess I could sit her down,

have a heart to heart, and tell her it's never gonna happen.

Or I could just avoid her.

Ben, Angela is like the mold in our shower.

You can ignore it, but it just ain't going away, man.

Really? 'Cause our shower looks great.

Because I just cleaned it!

Okay, just one more for my ex-husband.

Okay.

- So, bon bon. - Yeah?

Third date and still I really don't know that much about you,

other than you don't wait until the third date.

Well, you know, I'm pretty much an open book...

just your average 31-year-old air France flight attendant.

Well, a good realtor knows when to close.

- Okay. - And to shower.

Hey, who are these guys?

Oh! Oh, them? They just came with the frame.

Ah. Well, I gotta get going.

I got a ton of apartments to show today.

No rest for Brad the pad.

Ooh! You got me.

- Morning, mom. - Shh! Shh!

Keep your "mom" down. What are you doing here?

Sorry, my apartment's a little sexually charged.

Hey, whose pants are these?

- A friend's. - Oh, my God.

Your place is charged too!

I have nothing to apologize for.

I am a vibrant, very young woman!

I know. You've told me an uncomfortable amount of times.

- Where am I supposed to get breakfast? - I don't know.

A cafe, restaurant, coffee cart...

you passed all three on your way here.

- I don't have any shoes. - Okay, here, take mine.

They'll be a little big, but you can stuff paper in 'em.

Hey, why don't you want me to meet this guy?

Well, there's just a few things we haven't discussed yet.

- Like what? - Like your existence and my real age,

so just go go go go go go go go go go!

Two of the smartest words to ever come out of your mouth...

to go.

- Okay. All right. - Okay.

- All right, you got it? - Hang on. Almost there.

Don't answer that.

No way. Not gonna happen.

What if it's... doesn't matter.

- Ignore it. - Yeah. You bet.

- Oh, it's Angela. - Of course it is.

Let me... let me just for one second.

Hey, what's up?

Oh, my God, how bad is it?

Okay okay okay, don't worry.

I'll be there in a second.

Riley, I'm so so sorry.

- I have to go. - Go.

Look, I promise I will make this up to you.

So do you wanna come in?

I don't think my parents are home.

- What's wrong? - Oh, there's a giant mess in my apartment...

one that I really regret making.

Uh, so could I just get a rain check?

Do you have a guy in there? You're not two-timing me, are you?

Oh, honey, I can barely one-time you.

All right, so I'll call you.

- I promise, all right? - Okay.

Ah, you got... ow ow ow ah!

- Hi, mom. - Danny, you have to stop coming over here.

And quit eating my good cheese puffs. Those are for company.

I'm sorry. Was that the pants guy again?

God, I'm just surrounded by new relationships

and happiness. Gross!

Honey, you're Danny Wheeler.

Every girl wants to be in a new relationship and be gross with you.

I can't believe they're together.

Oh, honey.

I know how hard this must be for you.

But I promise you you won't be sad forever.

You'll move on.

And, sweetie, you have to,

otherwise you are never gonna be happy.

I love you.

Danny, you're getting cheese dust all over my dress.

Sorry. But you're right.

I know you're right.

Tell me about your guy.

Okay. This is him, Brad the pad on a pad.

New York's #1 realtor.

- That's what I need. - Oh, honey, I don't think

a younger man will fix your problems.

No, you said it yourself... I need to move on.

I need to get my own place.

Will you call him for me?

Okay, so you want me to call my boyfriend

who thinks I'm all of 30 and say,

"hey, Brad, my 20-something son needs an apartment.

Can you help him out?"

Yeah, that'd be perfect!

Okay, she's finally asleep, and I think it was just gas.

Sorry if she scared you. She gets her scream from her grandmother.

My hero.

If I recall, Ben Wheeler,

you've always been pretty good at putting girls to bed.

Oh, look, it's Tucker!

Tucker's home! Yay, Tucker!

Oh, hey, guys.

There was something wrong with Emma.

Oh, was there?

Angela called to tell me.

Oh, did she?

- Turns out it was just gas. - Oh, was it?

Well, I'm gonna go to bed now...

In my room... Where I can hear everything.

Is everything okay? Things feel a little weird.

Yeah yeah yeah. No no, nothing's weird.

I mean, yeah, a little weird.

You have to admit, this is a little uncomfortable.

Oh, my God, is it?

I... I'm so sorry. I don't mean it to be.

I just wish we could be open and honest with each other.

I wanna be able to talk to you.

I wanna be able to talk to you, too.

I am a pretty good talker.

I remember that about you.

I also remember you being pretty good at this.

Ooh ooh ooh! What are you doing?

You can't do that. I have a girlfriend.

I'm... I'm so sorry. I guess I got my signals crossed.

What signal? I didn't signal. There was no signal!

And from now on, we'll be keeping our hands to ourselves.

Well, if you say so.