Counseling Consuela

"So, I don't know how to break it to you, but D-Train's a drug dealer," Douglas said. The Mexican maid made the symbol of a cross over her heart.

"Dios mio," she said tearfully. "I don't know what gets into that girl."

"I hear you," Douglas said, thinking of Valentina and D-Train for a moment before shaking his head. "But you can't get child support the old fashioned way. We'll have to think of something else."

"Well, I have to thank you somehow," Consuela said. "Why don't you come over for dinner?"

Douglas thought about it. He was single again, probably. Why not?