Chasing Papi Page #6

It's not what you think.|- Some stuck up, pinche,,,

ice princess and|a mousey little office clerk!

I hope it was worth it!|- I can explain. Listen.

Because you're don't get|these chichis tonight!

Well, I'm back at this house,|but something funny is going on.

Aha! You came back! I knew I couldn't|trust a tramp like you! You liar!

Liar? Me? Your fake-eyed, funny-named,|culo crawled back before I did!

What have you done to him!

The librarian?

I am a lawyer!|- Oh, you tricked us!

I didn't.|- "And we deserve more than this," my ass!

I did it...|- So you could have Tomas for yourself.

Big word talker!|- I didn't plan to come back!

It was just... damn it, it was Cici's chichis!|- Tramp!

Pendeijas!

Underachievers.

Sounds like it's getting violent.|Wait.

What are we doing?

What are we doing?|- Trying not to kill somebody.

Please don't kill me.

I didn't mean to.|- Shh. Quinn-quinn...

i can't hear anything.

Leave your man wanting more.|- We're gonna need more than that, papi.

I won't shareyou.|- Make a choice, Tomas,

choose or you die.

I choose...

I... I choose.

Tomas!

What are you doing?|- I have to make sure he's okay! He might need c.p.r.

If anyone's gonna give Tomas the breath|of life, it's gonna be me!

Get your mouth out of there!|This dead chico is mine!

Look at this. Look at this.|They were prescribed today!

He took half of it!|- Oh, these are just tranquilizers.

He'll sleep it off.,|- And what do we do now?

What can we do? We're gonna wait here|till he gets up and he chooses me!

I mean, he makes a decision,|all right? Deal?

Deal.|- Okay. That's it.

I got to get a closer look|I'll call you back.

Hi, you've reached Tomas Fuentes,|please leave a message,

Hi, it's me,

What?|- I'm worried about you,

and seeing it's my job to take care|of you, I'm bringing over what you need,

and you better be I n bed|when I get there.

The i.a. Woman.

Her job?|- In bed?

Wake up, Tomas!|- Come on, you cheating chico!

Snap out of it!|- I'm gonna kill her!

Wait until she finds out!|- She won't likeyou two...

any more than you like me,|but I liked the odds...

better when it was|just the three of us.

She's here! She must've|called from a cell phone.

This doesn't look so good.

She's not that hot.|- Oh, my gosh, she has a gun,

Let's get out of here!|- I'm not going anywhere without Tomas.

Wait! She's going around|the back! Come on!

Come on, fifi. Come to mama, baby.

Come on! Come on!|Come on.

Oh, no, not my coat!

Probably bought|that to match the dog.

Let's get going before she comes back,|- my clothes don't squeak!

It's not my coat.|It's your stupid little rat!

Come on, my little fluff.|Come on.

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