Gabby, whose midriff still reveals not even a hint of looming baby, apparently has managed to locate some kind of sonographic evidence of said fetus, which she shows to Carlos during visiting hours at the jail. They are arguing over what's what in the photo, the baby's head looks like a foot, etc. Gabby: "Well that settles it: when this baby's born, I'll be in charge of putting on the socks." Carlos chuckles, and tells her that she's glowing -- that pregnancy really agrees with her. Gabby: "Oh yeah? Well, if you don't mind the hemorrhoids and the nausea, it's quite the party." Gabby has hemorrhoids? I know this is fantastically ignorant of me, but somehow Gabby seems too small a person for hemorrhoids, like...where would she put them? There just doesn't seem enough square footage for such an ailment to grow. Also, should I be worried that I spelled "hemorrhoids" correctly on the very first try? Gabby's hilarious hemorrhoids also make Carlos chuckle. Carlos is very giggly in this scene. Gabby looks at her watch, saying she doesn't know what's keeping the Lecherous Lawyer Bradley, whom Carlos, by the way, is going to love, since he's quite the "shark" and hasn't lost a case in six years, plus he engineered Carlos and Gabby's miraculous conjugal visit. Carlos says he's a fan already, and kisses Gabby's hand. Just then, in walks the LLB. Carlos takes one look at him, and then looks at Gabby, who is gazing adoringly up at the lawyer, and then Carlos sees the LLB's hand, which is comfortably resting on Gabby's shoulder, and suddenly Carlos is smiling no longer. Carlos: "I don't think so." Gabby is all, what the hell? Carlos just says that he doesn't want this guy to be his lawyer, and tells Gabby to find a new one. Gabby is miffed! Also, her peach satin halter is riding very strangely, with her breasts a full three inches south of the triangles of fabric that are supposed to be cupping them.