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Dre: Nothing makes you feel like

the world is full of possibilities

like a brand-new baby.

And you wonder,

what are the paths they'll choose?

Will they be a scientist...

or a rock star?

A CEO...

or a farmer?

Will they be a Clippers fan...

or dead to me?

Yep, as parents, you can't wait to find out

who your baby's gonna be.

And it all starts with the first unknown...

- - boy or girl?

There's only one thing more exciting

than learning the sex of your baby...

I got it! I have it.

- - Uh-huh.

And that's learning it through cake.

We have a kind of weird request.

Depending on what is inside this envelope,

we want you to make a special cake

that's either blue or pink on the inside...

Come on, Bow. Get to the point, all right?

We need a sex cake.

- What? - Uh, no, no, no, no.

We're not perverts. We are just having a party

to reveal the gender of our baby.

Oh!

You need a "Gender reveal cake."

- Yes! - Yes.

- Yeah, we do them all the time. - Oh, my God. That's so much fun.

- Great. So, you can do this? - Yes.

Oh, yeah, we can bake any kind of cake you want.

Just as long as it's not for a gay wedding.

I s...

- I'm taking this. - Come on, Bow.

All right, before I do this,

You don't discriminate against people

based on race, gender, or sexual orientation,

do you?

Do not like French-Canadians.

Ah.

- I can live with that. - All right.

- We need a sex cake. -

So, babe...

Yep?

I had the baby dream.

- Oh! - So, remember?

I had the girl dream before Zoey,

and the boy dream before Junior,

and then with the twins,

I had the boy dream and then that lucid nightmare.

Yes. Okay. What did you dream?

A girl.

- Oh. -

Really?

See? I knew it was a girl.

A baby girl always steals her mother's beauty.

- And look at your wife. She's a mess. - Oh, come on.

Skin all pale,

eyes somehow both puffy and sunken.

Dre: Wow, I see that.

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

Thank you, Ruby.

But I'm not gonna let you get to me.

I'm just happy that I get to name our baby.

- If it's a girl... - Mm-hmm.

And if it's a boy, I get to name him.

- Mm-hmm. - That was the deal.

So, I get to name our baby girl.

And from the looks of you, she's gonna be very healthy.

She might even be immortal...

An immortal supermodel.

Yeah.

Ugh, Doug's asking me

about Valentine's Day again.

Delete.

Shelly, is it just me,

or are guys at school super thirsty this year?

Oh, senior guys are the worst.

Let's just skip Valentine's Day.

That's an awesome plan.

Let's do this Ladies' Valentine's Day.

You and me... well, us. No new friends, am I right?

Sorry, little mama, you're a little too young.

And completely creepy.

Like, when did you even get into my room?

I'm positive that door was locked.

Well, good day,

and thank you for the feedback.

I'll keep the 14th open just in case.

Yeah.

World record attempt... take nine.

Boom. Did you get that?

Uh, no.

- Shelly: I mean, it's really cute. - Jack: Oh, hey!

Shelly! Hugs?

Aww, could you get any cuter?

Nope.

- What are you up to? - You know, just chilling.

What's up, Junior?

Pretty big day.

Trying to set the world record on Sir Rubik's.

Oh, he's... He's just chilling, too.

Rubik's Cube? You good at this?

I'm all right.

I bet you're better than all right.

I'll see you later.

Y... You know what that was, right?

You know I don't.

She's feeling you.

What?

Pretty sure she was just being polite,

even though I specifically told her not to.

But, trust me, I know Shelly,

and you're not her type.

I'm still not convinced

you're not gonna get pig's blood thrown on you at prom.

Like they'd do that to me again.

- - Hey, Shelly just texted you.

Shelly: Good luck on that world record.

Check out this Rubik's Cube tutorial.

"Winky-kiss emoji."

Wow.

She is really polite.

Stevens: You're looking a little off today, Dre.

You okay?

You got the 'itis?

No.

And never say that again.

Bow thinks that we're gonna have a girl,

so I'm a little bummed out.

- Ohh. - Uh, yeah, of course you are,

- 'cause girls are the worst. - Mm-hmm.

Everything's "No, Josh." "Leave me alone, Josh."

- "We're cousins, Josh." Or... - Yeah, or like,

"How did you get in here, Josh?"

Or "What is that you're holding in your hand, Josh?"

- Or like, "I have GPS on my phone, Josh." - Okay.

- I'm right there with you, brother. - Cool.

Look, the proof that boys are better

is sitting right here.

Do you see a woman in this room?

- - Not a one.

Again...

I'm a corporate evaluator here to judge productivity

and ultimately whether or not you should work here.

Merr-merr-merr corporate.

Oh, let me just...

What, uh... What are you...

What are you writing down there?

What do you think I'm writing down?

Anyone else?

Not me.

I think you're intelligent, competent,

and I am completely unattracted to you.

Dre: Mm.

- But you can still get it. - Oh, man.

What's wrong with me?

- What's wrong with me? - Rachel:

- I... I... I don't know. - W... W... Why do I think like that?

Rachel: Dre, as you can see,

men are just monsters, you know?

And let's face it,

it's your daughters that are gonna take care of you

when you're old.

Oh, my God.

You're right.

Zoey's gonna take care of me.

And when it's time for you to go,

Diane will put an air bubble in your I.V.

Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...

All right, look, Diane is a sweet, good girl.

And if I'm ever in a bar fight,

there's no one I'd rather have than her.

Yeah, that's true.

She... she will get down with you.

Stevens: Okay, stop it.

Your sons are your pride and joy.

They carry you're name.

They're your little warriors.

Thanks, Papa.

And I'm sure that if my brothers

were not stuck in that Ecuadorian embassy in London,

they would also agree.

Mm. Bingo.

They're in a lot of trouble.

Dre: After listening to these idiots,

maybe having a girl was the way to go.

Jack: Look in the mirror... Look deep.

What do you see?

A level 7 wizard.

Look deeper.

No way I'm level 8!

I can't control fire.

Junior, no one around here wants me to tell you this,

but you're really starting to become something.

- I am? - Nice face, smooth skin...