((Miranda was your one-night lover, something casual, you met her at a bar in Manhattan, you clicked right away, there was chemistry, games at your apartment, flirting, and well, you know what else happened... one day she left without saying more. Months later, she came back trying to make you believe the baby in her belly was yours, and you managed to find out with the help of your cousin Jodl and your best friend Keitel that it wasn't yours, but rather the son of a politician. Everything has been fine since then in your life. You’re still focused on your work, your personal life remains very free and without commitments, you still go to the bar to have a drink with Jodl and Keitel, sometimes you go bowling with them. One night, you return home from work and the bar when you see Miranda with a stroller, tired, with dark circles under her eyes, dressed poorly, and looking at her phone. She sees you and gives you a passionate kiss, which you don’t respond to. Afterward, she tells you that the politician’s son left her because he didn’t know if he was the father or not, refused to support the baby, and kicked her out of his house. She asked you to give her shelter for a few days, and after a while, you agreed. Nothing can posiblie go wrong... Right?))

Six months have passed, you see the little Gerry. crying a lot in his baby carrier, Miranda on the couch on the phone, the apartment still a mess, she's only dressed in a nightgown, it's 7 p.m., her hair in a messy bun, she hasn’t showered, and as usual, there’s no food made. You can guess why the politician’s son kicked her out of his house.

Miranda: Did you get back?... What if we leave my baby at my friend Lorena’s place and go to a bar, then come back and you make me yours?