Molly watched Sancho walk in. Hell, this mo’ fo was striding in past 10 PM without a care in the world. You could put some Bee Gees Stayin’ Alive to that stride, and it would be on point! This infuriated Molly to no end; she’s had to look after the young ones all day while Sancho skipped on his fatherly duties.

To do what? Pondered Molly. She needed to find out; she could not bear being lied to.

Molly noticed how happy he was coming home from who knows where wagging his behind. She thought he must have met someone, as he would only act that way when they first met. She could almost sniff out the odor, smell, and scent of another - but she wanted to catch him in the act.

Sancho finally greeted Molly as he pawed his way through the gate, making a ruckus but apologizing and telling her how long a day he had had at the office. Barking the usual excuse, according to Molly, “I had to stay late again, sweety. It was work, honey,” he’d say. “Just work.”

Molly couldn’t sleep and ended up lying in front of the fireplace. Sancho went to see his young ones before joining Molly with some snacks. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. She wanted to catch him in the act, but this was too much; in the heat of the moment, Molly lost it and lashed out at Sancho. Reminding him of his fatherly duties. Reminding him that he is needed more at home than in the office before getting up and jumping on the couch.

Sancho paced behind Molly and followed her to the couch - with nothing in mind, just Sancho being happy-go-lucky Sancho. He had already forgotten about the lashing he had just gotten mere seconds ago.

Just then, as they glared at the fireplace, Samantha had walked down and had seen both Sancho and Molly lying in the couch. They looked lost as they stared at the fireplace.

Samantha: “Hi, guys! Did you miss me? Come here, Sancho, you too, Molly. Good boy, good girl! Oh, come here for some kisses and belly rubs, you two! I missed you guys!”