“You wanted to force Christy to give up custody over Timothy so he could live with us?!”

“You said you wanted a family!”

“Not like this! Are you insane?”

“I did this for us!”

“No, no. You did it for yourself. I can’t believe- you’re trying to sabotage yourself.”

“Huh?!”

“You’re sabotaging yourself. You ran away from Christy after she proposed to you, you flirted with Sandy right in front of my eyes shortly after our proposal, and now that we’re about to get married, you pull off this… stunt. You…”

“I- I’m… You can’t…”

“You need to leave.”

“What?!”

“I want you to leave. You’re clearly not ready to commit, and I don’t think you’ll ever be. You’re afraid of commitment, and I’m not gonna deal with that.”

“Leave. Now. You can come back when- if you’re ever ready. Maybe.”

“Komei!”

“Please. Go.”

And with that, it’s over.

“This is Christy. Tell Joe that I talked to my lawyer and since he never paid a single simoleon child support in his life, he has no standing.”

“Um, Christy? What’s going on?”

“Oh, he didn’t tell you? He called me last night and threatened to get a lawyer involved if I didn’t immediately hand over Timothy to him!”

“…”

“Komei?”

“I see.”

While Komei is busy skilling upstairs, Joe has a very important phone call to make…

“Well, I am his father!… You had him for six years!… Well, I want to be there for him now… This has nothing to do with- No, you listen!… You know what, you’ll hear from my lawyer!”

“What are you thinking about?”

“Things.”

“What ‘things’?”

“Well, now that you no longer sleep upstairs…”

“Yes?”

“We could turn the spare bedroom into a nursery.”

“You want children?”

“Why not?”

“You just didn’t strike me as someone who wants to be a father.”

“I guess I’m full of surprises.”