A nurse comes in to sign Nancy out, and Esteban sadly blesses his son before leaving. Nancy can't believe he actually left, and she's spaced out enough that she can't remember the word for "wheelchair," and after a token attempt at blowing off the nurse's question about the birth certificate she goes, "Fuck it," and writes down a name in the Father box. After the nurse leaves, Nancy stares into space, wondering as she often does what the hell she just did.
Doug makes fun of Dean's booming legal business, pointing out that his office space is next to a boba tea place, and he and Dean snark back and forth boringly for awhile. Silas exposits that their drugs were seized in the raid, but Dean should be able to get them back by court order, and Dean says he'll help... For $500 an hour. "That better include a rim job," says Doug, which is something he probably says six times a day anyway. Silas offers him some pot as well, and Doug calls him an asshole sixteen different ways, because he's irrational about Dean, and Dean finally says he'll help them, but only if he gets to slam Doug's dick in his desk drawer.
That makes me sad. Doug and Dean used to love their dicks, they'd whip them out and look at them all the time. It was like the one hobby they shared. Doug's stupid ass decides that it will hurt less if he has an erection, so he shoves his hand down his shorts and starts fooling around down there, which gets Silas up and out of his chair right quick. Silas signs some paperwork while Doug manipulates himself, and a few moments later the boba tea sellers are startled by an inhuman scream.
Nancy brings the baby home, which is still looking like Pee-Wee's Playhouse, and Shane says that while he didn't do much babyproofing, he did get ahold of ecofriendly diapers. She offers to let him hold the baby, correcting his gender from "it" to "he," and Shane's disinterested. "He's your brother," Nancy says unconvincingly. "Get used to it!" Shane continues to be completely not into it, and finally Nancy goes, "I gotta take a fucking shower," and disappears. The boys stare down at him, Silas says he's kind of cute, and Shane says distrustingly that he'll probably just want to play soccer. Prophet of disaster as usual, and uncomfortably racist to boot, but then Shane never did like soccer, and he's had it out for this baby for awhile.