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- Some firefighter is swiping
the key from his company's rig

and using it
to commit a robbery.

- Why do I have to be
the snitch?

- 'Cause it's
the right thing to do.

- We were on a call
this morning.

I just got this feeling

something bad was going on
in that apartment.

- We wear our badges on
our hearts

and that spirit
was demonstrated

by our very own Stella Kidd.

- You did a good thing.

- Anyone would've done
the same in my shoes.

- Not so sure.
There's no one like you.

There's a special kind of peace
that settles over this place

once Herrmann leaves for home.

- It's five minutes
to closing time

so I'm going to flick
the lights.

- Hey, uh,
I'll take another beer.

- Uh, no. We closed your tab
about ten minutes ago

when we gave last call.

- I didn't hear you say
last call.

Law says if--if I don't hear
you say it

then you have to serve me more.

- The law definitely does not
say that.

- Ah, come on, lady.
One more damn beer!

- Hey!
- Hey, hey, hey.

Take a step back, buddy.

- Gulliver.

- Gulliver?

- When I was a kid I had
a St. Bernard

who looked just like that.

Oh, big guy got me through
some rough times.

I'll--I'll give you $100
for that mug.

- I'll tell you what.
It's yours for free.

All you gotta do is go home.

- Hell yeah, I'll take it.

- Okay.

Here you go.

- Bye, Gulliver.
We hardly knew ye.

- Nicely done.

- When you go against
great minds like that,

you gotta play up.

- Night.
- See ya.

- You ever noticed how Severide
only stays till closing

on the nights you're working?

- That's just a coincidence.

I'm sure.

- You look like you're stuck
in first gear, Chief.

- Um, hey.

- Hey.
- Let me ask you something.

You ever heard of the terrible
twos lasting till age four?

- Please. Lee Henry's
still there and he's 18.

- Well, Terrance throws these
weapons-grade temper tantrums

and, um, it's driving a wedge
between Donna and me.

We were up half the night,

arguing about how to deal with
him.

She wants to coddle him.

I keep telling her, no, you
can't indulge that behavior.

You've got to, kind of,
drop the hammer.

- Damn straight.

You're not doing your job as a
parent

unless your kid is scared
to death of you.

- You're trying to make me
rethink my position, right?

- What are you talking about?

- Hey, Joe!

Excuse me.
- What--hey.

I'm agreeing with you.

- Yeah, yeah.
Joe, Joe. Um...

- Yeah, what's up, Chief?

- Keep an eye out
for Detective Halstead.

He wants to talk to you
regarding, the, uh,

you know, the case that
you helped him out on.

- The lockbox key?

I thought that was
all wrapped up.

What more could Voight
want from me?

- No, no, no, no.
It's nothing like that.

It's good news.

Look, I'm not supposed
to tell you,

but let's just say
that the words

"special commendation"
were mentioned.

- What--

They're giving me an award?
Seriously?

- Yeah, just make sure
you act surprised

when Halstead tells you.

- Will do.
- Okay.

- Is everything all right?

- Um--uh, yeah, yeah.

It's nothing, really.

It's, uh--it's not
even official yet, so...

- What's not official?

- Um...

I guess CPD is gonna give me
some sort of a commendation?

- Really?

- Yeah.
- That's awesome!

- It is, right?
- Yes, I'm so happy for you.

Well, you did a really good
thing, Joe,

and I'm glad you're being
recognized for it.

- Engine 51, Truck 81,
Squad 3, Ambulance 61...

- Oh, hey, hey.
Seriously, though.

Keep it under your hat, okay?

- Of course.

- She's trapped in there!

- Help me! Hurry!
Please!

Help me! The doorknob fell off
and I'm stuck in the bathroom!

- Hang in there, honey!

- We've got a victim on
the first floor.

- Window's too small.
I've gotta find another way in.

- Chief, front door's a no-go.

- Copy that.

- Looks like the fire's
getting into the walls.

It's spreading fast.
We've got to get in there.

- Help me! Please hurry!

- Squad, get us in there
as fast as you can!

51, let's get a line ready.

- Please hurry!

- Copy that!
- That door's too tough.

- We have to cut through
the bars!

Cruz, grab a K12.

- No, no.
I-I got a better idea.

Hurry, please!

There you go.

- Window's open.
- Copy that.

- Let's get the straight ladder
in here!

- Coming in, Cap.

- Truck,
you're on containment.

Severide, find a way
to that victim.

- Copy, Chief.

- Call out!

- In here!

I'm in here! I can't breathe!

Ma'am?

- Yeah?
- Back up! I'm coming in!

- Okay.

- Come on.

The doorknob came off
right in my hand.

I thought
I was going to die in there.

- You're all right.
I got you.

- Oh, what about my house?
- Everything's fine.

The fire's out.

Wallace Boden?

- Jasmine Lacey.

- Oh.

- Guess you two have met?

- Uh, we go way back.
All the way to my senior year.

- When you broke my heart.

- Yeah, I remember that being
the other way around.

Come on.

- What a fool I am.

Locking myself in the bathroom
with breakfast on the stove,

and it just had
to be Wallace Boden

to come and save me.

- Oh, no, no, no.
It could happen to anyone.

I'm just glad we can come
and help.

What you must think of me...

- You know what I think?

It's good to see you.

Come here.

- Watch your step.
- Thank you.

- Gaze upon the Slamigan!
- Ooh!

- Whosoever holds it,
if he be worthy,

possesses the power of Cruz!

- My hero!
- Oh, come on.

Seriously, you guys,
is there anything it can't do?

- Hey, Cruz,
can I borrow you a moment?

- Yeah, sure, Lieutenant.

- How's your hearing
these days?

- My hearing?

- I asked you for a K12 to cut
through those security bars

but you decided to ignore that
order and show off instead.

- Oh, yeah, I-I guess a little,
but it worked, right?

- I asked for the saw based on
my assessment of the situation.

Those bars were secured
with grade-5 lag bolts.

- They were?
- Yeah.

There was no way
they were gonna break.

Lucky for us, they were short
enough you could rip them out.

But what if they weren't?

What if you wasted
that precious time

with a victim trapped inside

and a fire
that was about to run riot?

Maybe you should ponder
that scenario for a while

instead of strutting
around here, shaking your ass.

- All I am saying is that
you have been driving the truck

since Cruz went to Squad.

Maybe it's time to give
somebody else a shot.

- You know when that's going
to happen? When I'm dead.

- Hmm, least I know
what I gotta do.

- Hey, guys, we've got
a real problem.

- What's wrong?

- Uh, this morning I went
to Molly's, you know,

to--to take a delivery
and first thing I notice

when I walk in that door is
my antique stein is missing.

- Your antique--

- Stein! With the St. Bernard.

You know, I figured that
the cleaning crew

that comes in
on Tuesday morning,

maybe they moved it.

But I just talked to them
and they said

they haven't seen it either,

so I'm thinking that
maybe somebody stole it.

Herrmann--

- I mean it was the first thing
that I bought

for, you know, Molly's decor,

from that, you know, little
thrift shop down the street!

And the moment that I saw it,

I knew that that was going
to be the bar's, you know,

good luck charm.

I am telling you, that is the
reason we have stayed afloat,

even when we were
on the brink, you know?

- Mm.
- So--yeah, you--you were--

you were gonna
say something before?

- Uh, I don't--I--

I just hope we find it.

- Oh.

- And that it has been a--
a real blessing for the bar.

- Hey.
- What's up?

- Turns out I placed
a curse on Molly's

by giving away
that mug last night.

- The pitcher?
- Yeah.

- Well, there's gotta be
a way to get it back.

- Well, hopefully the guy
shows up at Molly's tomorrow.

I can scout it out.

- All right, well, hey.

If you need
an extra set of eyes,

I was planning on being
there tomorrow anyway.

- That's so nice.

I bet it actually won't
take that long,

but thanks, though.

- Okay, well, let me know
if you change your mind.

- Mm-hmm.

- Severide.

- What's up?

- Boden say anything about his
friend from the stove fire?

- No, not to me.

- We just overhauled her place.

Fire was isolated to the
kitchen

but I checked every room
just to be sure.

- Yeah, of course.

- When I got to the bedroom,

it looked like it was hit by a
tornado.

Mattress was flipped over,

drawers emptied onto the floor,
closet ransacked.

- Like the place
had been tossed?

- Exactly.

- You know, I didn't--I didn't
think much of it at the time,

but the way she said she
got locked in the bathroom--

she said the doorknob
came off in her hand.

- Right.

- But the spindle was snapped
off from the outside,

almost like somebody broke it
on purpose.

- I don't think your friend is
telling the truth.

Someone locked her in
that bathroom intentionally.

- Anyway, I just wanted
to check in

and make sure
everything was okay.

Give me a call back
when you can.

I'm on shift until tomorrow.

It was good seeing you,
Jasmine.

I'm sorry it's under
these circumstances.

I'm sure she's going through
a lot right now, you know?

The fire damage,
broken windows.

- You don't think
she's hiding anything?

- Long time
since we were close,

but I've never known
Jasmine to lie.

Still, if she is
in some kind of trouble,

I would want to help.

'Cause she saved me from a lot
of grief back in the day.

So thanks for
the heads-up, Casey.

- I hope it's nothing.

- Yeah, me too.

- So this really cool girl
I went out with last night,

Alexa? Turns out
she's into line dancing.

You ever do that?

- Oh, of course.
I'm from Indiana.

- She invited me to join her
but I'm like, line dancing?

- Really?

- No, it's so fun!
You'd love it.

Here, I'll teach you one.
She'll be so impressed.

Okay.

- Okay.

- So...

- Hey.

- Hey, I'm going to teach
Foster how to line dance.

Come join.

Okay, it's a basic 32-count,
four-wall dance.

- Okay.

- You start with your weight
on your left foot.

And you go toe, toe.

Heel, heel, toe, toe.

Heel, toe, heel, toe.

- Okay.

- Hey, have--have you noticed,

uh, Severide being a little
extra around me lately?

- Extra how?

- Just, like, going out of his
way to be around me more often.

Otis pointed it out to me.

But I was thinking that it's
just his way of solidifying

that we're buddies now.

Right?

- Yeah.
- Sure.

- Right, that's what I thought.
No big deal.

Okay, yeah. What's next?

- Then we do step, kick,
step, together.

- But you're cool with
the buddy thing though, right?

That's what you wanted?

- Oh, yeah, totally.

- Good.

- Okay, so we're
a little out of step.

So one, two, three, four, heel.

- What am I doing?

- It's the Cowboy Hustle.

- I think I need more coffee.

- Hey, all set.
- How's it going?

- It's great, uh, Chief
mentioned you'd be stopping by.

- Yeah, I'm bringing good news.

CPD's awarding you
a special commendation.

It's an award that goes
not just to cops,

but to members of other
government agencies

who've made a significant
impact on crime prevention

or public safety.

- That's, um, that's great.

- Voight nominated you.

He knew how hard it was,

informing on a fellow
firefighter

and he wanted to show
his appreciation.

Did Boden spill the beans?
I told him not to say anything.

- No, no, no, I'm, uh, I'm
surprised and I'm flattered.

I just, um, I gotta finish
up these axes

before Severide uses one
to chop my head off.

- Okay.

Well, uh,
ceremony's on Saturday.

Um, it's at
the Public Safety Building.

A lot of top brass is gonna be
there giving out the award.

You should bring a guest.

It's going to be
a nice little event.

- Yeah, yeah, sure.
- Okay.

Congratulations, Joe.

You earned it.
- Thanks, Halstead.

- What's that about?

- Overdue parking tickets.

- Chief, visitor.

- Jasmine.
Thank you, Captain.

Come on in, please.

- Aww!
- Aww, good to see you.

Sit down.

- I got your message.

I don't blame you worrying
after that crazy scene.

- Well, Jasmine, there was
a few things from this morning

that gave my men some concern.

Did anything happen
before the fire started?

- Besides me locking myself
in the bathroom like a dummy?

No.

- Hmm.
- Why?

What'd they see?

- The bedroom.

Apparently it looked
like somebody had rifled

through your things.

- Oh, Lord.

I can see why they thought
that.

Well, I'm--I'm redoing the
place

and I was going through my room
and sorting what needed to go

and--and--and making
a terrible mess.

But I promise you,
there's no cause for concern.

- Well, I'm glad to hear that.
- Yeah.

- So how have you been?

- Well, despite this morning,

I'm very well, thank you.

- Good.

Blessed, in many ways.

I have a teenage son, Dex.

- Teenager. Wow.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, he's right around
the age we were when we met.

On the edge of it all.

- Uh, yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah.

I have full custody
of the boy.

His father and I split up
about six months back.

- Sorry to hear that.

- Oh, it was for the best.
Believe me.

Even if my ex doesn't agree.

But overall, life is good.

- Hmm.

- So what about you?

- Well, I have a son too.

- Hmm.
- He's four years old.

- Oh! A baby!

- Yeah, I started late.

- Mm!

So you're married.

- I am.
- Yeah.

Her name is Donna
and she's a teacher.

She's a wonderful woman.

I believe the two of you
would make fast friends.

- Oh, I'm sure we would.

Um...

I'll let you get back to work.

- Yeah!

All right, um...

- You know, I, uh...

I'm glad you came by.

I'd love to get dinner
sometime

if it wouldn't rattle
the cages, so to speak.

- Hmm.

Perfect timing, Cindy.

Hey, sweetheart.
What's up?

Did you open it?

Well, what are you waiting for?
Open it!

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

It's a letter from the IRS.

Molly's is getting audited.

What did I tell ya?
Our luck has run out.

That Saint Bernard mug
was the only thing

keeping failure at bay.

All right.

Keep reading, Cindy.
What else does it say?

- There's no such thing
as bad luck.

- He doesn't know that!

- Squad 3, Ambulance 61.

Person trapped.
26 State Street.

- All right, everybody,
back up!

- Guys, let's go! Come on!
Come on, out of the way!

Please! Please.

- Oh, boy.

- Stay back.

- I was walking
and it just collapsed.

- Hey, stay back!

- This grate
is really unstable.

- I can't--
I can't pull myself up.

- All right, don't move.
Don't try.

Okay, you just stay still
and we're gonna get you out.

- He's bleeding a lot.
We've got to get in there.

- All right. Tony, Capp.

We're gonna secure the victim
with webbing.

- Copy.

- Cruz, we're going to build
an overhead anchor point.

- Copy that, Lieutenant,
what do you need?

- Uh, two roof top ladders.

We're going to build
an A-frame, secure him,

and bring him up
from the center.

- Two ladders, copy that.
- I'm gonna fall.

- All right, y-you're fine,
okay? We got you, stay still.

One at a time.

Cap, you go first.

- Okay, Brett, you're up.

- Foster, I need some four-bys.
- You got it?

- Where do you need 'em,
Lieutenant?

- Here, one on the left
and one on the right.

Set the ladders right here.
- Copy that.

- You got the webbings?
- Right here.

- Hey Cruz, it's good
directly across from me?

- Oh damn, I'm one rung up.

- Doesn't matter, all right?

- I got it, I got it.
- All right, come on. Let's go.

- Come on.

- Cruz, it's fine.
Just--let's go.

All right, you got the beamers?

- Yeah.

- Just hold it up.
We'll be right there.

- Good.

- You ready? Up on three.

One, two, three.

- Put it up there.
There we go.

Grinder.
- Got it.

- Foster, give me that
blanket and a pair of glasses.

- Here.

- All right,
let's get that blanket on.

- Yeah.

- Ready?

- Ready?

- I got him.

- Okay, we got him.

Let's pack these lacerations
and get him to Med.

All right.
Let's go.

Hey.
- Hey there.

- Where's the boy?
- Sleeping.

- I thought he napped
at school.

- Not today.

Apparently during art,

Sadie took a brush
from Terrance's easel,

he wasn't having it.

He grabbed all of her brushes,

threw them into the sink and
then refused to go to nap time.

- I told you that boy
needs discipline.

- Well, sounds like
Sadie does too.

Maybe we should just
send them both off to juvie.

- I'm serious, Donna.

I'm gonna need to sit him down

and explain the concept
of respect for adults.

He's four, Wallace.

He gets a time out
from Miss Ellie

and then we remind him
to be kind to others.

But maybe--maybe save
the lecture for high school.

Trust me when I say
that's when they really need

to hear that you're in charge.

- I, uh, ran into
an old friend yesterday.

Jasmine Lacey.

- Huh.

- She had a stove fire
in her house.

Is she an old friend
or an old girlfriend?

- Both.
- Hmm.

- But I hadn't seen her
in over 30 years.

Anyway, Casey and Severide,

they were concerned that
someone else may have

been involved in the fire,

but she swears
it was an accident.

- Well, what do you think?

- I'm not sure.

She says there's nothing wrong.

She's been through
this divorce, custody battle.

- Oh, I don't like
the sound of that.

Mm-mm.

Remember what Desiree had
to go through with her ex?

She ended up needing
a restraining order.

Yeah.

Maybe just check in
on her again.

Just to let her know that she's
got somebody in her corner.

- Yeah.

- Guys!

If anyone took this antique
or knows anyone who took it,

just please return it
and no questions will be asked.

- Have you seen
Mug Guy tonight?

- No, and I've been giving out
general descriptions

but no one knows him.

- We're doomed.

- I pulled all the credit
receipts from the other night.

- Oh, okay.

- Maybe we can figure it out
using these?

- It is worth a shot
but Herrmann cannot know.

Okay.

- This round is on me.

a congrats
for your fancy commendation.

Thank you, but uh--
I'm just--

don't really need
to tell anyone, you know?

- Why not?

- After that smackdown
from Severide, I just--

I don't want to go crowing
about myself, all cocky.

- Joe, you should be proud
of yourself for what you did.

No one at 51
is going to deny you that.

- That's--that's really nice
of you to say.

Just--I'd rather play it
close to the vest.

- Did you at least tell Chloe?

- Well, she's traveling
for work.

I don't want to make her feel
bad about missing the ceremony.

- Well, just so you know,

I am very proud of you,
Joe Cruz.

It's a big deal.

- Thank you.

- Be right back.

Hey there.

- Hi.

- Um...

So what are you up to?

- What?

- You know what I'm asking.

- I can't get her off my mind.

The truth is...

we were good together
and I miss it.

- The two of you broke up
for a reason.

- I know.
- Do you?

Severide, you put her through
the ringer this last time.

You were half in, half out,

pulling back
whenever things got tough.

If you're not ready to step up
and be worthy of Stella,

then you need to back
the hell up

and let her move on.

- Wallace.
- Hey.

- What are you doing here?

- You know,
I just thought I'd, uh...

come and check in on you.

- You don't need to do that.
I'm fine.

You should leave.

- Hey, Jasmine.

If you're in danger or trouble,
you can tell me.

- I'm not.

Wallace...

Go home.

- Ted Beechum?

- Yeah?

- This is great, so great.

Um, I'm Stella,
I work at Molly's Pub.

- What--what are
you doing here?

- Well, the other night,

I gave you a big mug
with a-a St. Bernard on it?

- Oh yeah, Gulliver.

- Yes, yeah. Gulliver.
Um, I need it back.

- Oh, I gave it to my dad.

Yeah, he loved that dog
and he's been sick, so...

- Oh, jeez.

Oh, I'm--I'm--I'm very sorry
to hear that.

How sick?

- Oh, he's got
a pretty bad cold.

The cough keeps him up
at night.

He's like...

- Just a cold. That's great!
That's great.

- Oh.

- Ted, I really need
the mug back.

- Sorry, you can't have it.

- Ted, listen to me.

Molly's very existence
hangs in the balance.

- I'll give it back to you
for 100 bucks.

- A 100 bu--

uh, Ted, I gave it to you
for free.

Fine.

Get it back from your dad

and bring it to firehouse 51
by the end of the day

and I will give you 100 bucks.

- I don't know what I walked in
on exactly,

but she was scared.

There's no denying that.

And I'd have done anything
to help her,

but the way she turned on me,
the anger in her voice--

so I'm not sure what to do.

You can't force someone
to accept your help.

- You've already done a lot.

Just letting her know you care,
I mean, that's big.

- Yeah, I mean,
ball's in her court.

At least she knows
she's got someone to turn to

if she needs help.

- It's not enough.

I'm not good at sitting back
and waiting.

Anyway,
the way she left things,

I'm worried that I'll never
hear from her again, so...

Thanks.

- Hey, good morning, Chief.

- Yeah, morning.

- Hey!
- Hey.

- No one can see you, I said.

- You didn't say that.

- All right.
- Come on.

- Oh.
- Come on.

- Here.

- Bye, Gulliver.

You're the best, bud.

Hey.

- You did it.
- We did it.

- You can't tell Herrmann
this was on us.

- No way! No.

I'm gonna slip it back
tomorrow night

and deny any knowledge
of how it got there.

- Uh, yeah, it's because
the coach stinks.

- It was the best record
they've had in years.

- Hey, Herrmann.

Would you mind checking
the truck for us?

- Yeah, one of the, um,
tires look weird.

- You checked the pressure?

- Yeah, but see what you think.

- Ow!

- Hello? Hey.

What's going on, Jasmine?

Yes, of course.

I'll be right there.

Jasmine?

- We can work this out.

- No, no!
- You know I still love you!

- Jasmine!
- You know I do!

- Hey!

- Who the hell are you?

- Hey, Dex.

- Dex, put that gun down.

- I don't know you, man.

- Your mother was
my best friend in high school.

- Okay? Come on.

- This is Wallace.
- I don't care!

- Hey, Dex, lower your voice.
Okay? Lower your voice.

You don't wanna talk
to your mother like that.

- Stay away from me!

- You don't have to talk--
- Stay away from me!

- Okay, okay.

Now, whatever it is
you are going through--

- Stay there.
- You are gonna get--hey.

You really need help, son.

Everybody does.

That's what I'm here for.
- I said stay away from me!

- Hey, hey, hey, Dex!

Put down the gun, man.

- Oh!

- Put it down!
- Get off!

- Come here.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Look at me.

- My hands are off you.

You know, I meant what I said.

Okay?

Everybody needs help getting
through high school.

I wouldn't have made it through
without your mom.

- But look at you,
you're all strung out.

You can't go on like this.

It's got to change, son.

Tonight.

You can't call the police,
Wallace.

Please. Please.

He's just a boy.

- It's either gonna be CPD
or a live-in rehab facility.

Jasmine, I know
a real good one.

I'll take him there right now,

but you got to give me
the go-ahead.

- Mom! Mom, no.

Mom, ple--please.
I-I don't need that.

I could--I could get right
without it, I-I-I swear.

Please, don't let him take me.

Mom, I'm s-sorry...

- Boden got the kid checked
into this rehab facility

he knows on the Southside.

Now it's just a question of,
will he go the distance?

- That's a good
first step anyway.

- The kid is lucky as hell.

Talk about unconditional love.

You almost you almost burn your
mother alive in her own home

and she still has your back?

I'm gonna hit the commissary,

exchange some gloves.

See you at Molly's?

- I think I'm gonna
skip out tonight.

- Big plans
or just... avoiding Kidd?

Uh...

Eh, a little bit of both,
I guess.

Got some work to do
on that front.

- Hmm.

- Herrmann, uh...

I'm so, so sorry.

Look, look, look.

This is what happened--

- Yeah, I don't care.

- What?

Oh, yeah, it turns out
that that IRS letter

was meant for the vegan deli
down the block

and that new drink
that we put on the menu,

the Ginger Whiskey Sleeper,

someone wrote
a-a review online,

called it the best cocktail
in Chicago.

Turns out, losing that mug
was the best thing

that ever happened
to this place.

- I'll try one of those
Ginger Whiskey Sleepers.

Please, barkeep?

- Mm-hmm.

Hey, you know how I was, uh,
ranting about Severide

being all extra with me?

- Yeah.

Well, it turns out
Otis is wrong.

He's not here tonight

and he barely said a word
to me yesterday, so...

Oh, I guess my head spins
a little too easy

when it comes to him.

- It happens.

- Wish it didn't.

Hey...

any chance you want to cut out
of here early

and paint the town
all kinds of colors?

- You know I do. Yeah.
- Mm-hmm. Good.

- Next up
is Firefighter Joe Cruz,

from Chicago Fire Department
Rescue Squad 3.

And here to pin the Special
Commendation on Joe

is his lieutenant,
Kelly Severide.

- Lieutenant, you didn't
have to come to this.

- You really think
I'd miss this?

Joe Cruz is one
of the toughest,

most loyal firefighters

that I've ever had the honor
to work alongside.

But what sets him apart
is his determination

to always do the right thing.

To put others above himself.

That's what not only makes him
a great firefighter,

but a good man.

I've taught him a lot
over the years,

but I've started to realize

that I could learn a thing
or two from him.

- Whoo!

- I'll get this one, okay?

Look at that!

Is this one for Mommy too?

Ooh!

Is that my dinner?

- Yes, it's good
for you, Mommy.

- Is it?

Okay, I wanna try this one.

Oh, it looks so good.

- Mmm, mmm, mmm!

- Daddy!

- Come here, little man.

- Mmm!

I missed you.

- I missed you too.