"I don't know if we should tell him Cath."

"He's my father and he'll find out eventually from the paper we have to tell him Gil." Catherine and Gil walk into the Tangiers and Catherine grabs Gil's hand dragging him to the VIP lounge. The manager who was standing at the podium looks up as she hears Catherine and Gil coming and then back at her book. Catherine sets Gil in the chair across from Sam and he looks up from the paper.

"It's good to see you too..."

"He's being a prick this morning."

"Am not!"

"Are too, now shut up."

"And people think I have problems." Catherine smacks Gil on the back of the head and he glares at her.

"Do you mind I'd love to see tomorrow?"

"How long have you two been like this?"

"Ever since we found out I'm pregnant." Sam spits out his coffee all over Gil and Catherine hands him a napkin.

"I'm sorry did you just say that you're pregnant?"

"Yeah."

"But...I.....ho..."

"Maybe we should have let him find out from the paper?"

"And miss this never."

"You're pregnant? With a baby? Your baby?"

"Yeah about 7 weeks. Happy Birthday?"