Gloria: Ay, thank you for coming, padre.
Father Marquez: Oh, of course, Gloria. And this must be Fulgencio. What a beautiful little boy. He's such a sweet nature. I can tell he's a gentle soul.
Gloria: Ah! Hey, Fulgencio, no, no. Sorry, padre. Ay, that's why I called you, father. I think he's bad. There is evil in my family.
Father Marquez: Ah, Gloria, he's just a little baby.
Gloria: Last week, his eyes got red, and the dog backed away.
Father Marquez: He probably just had a cold. All mothers worry. Look at him rosy cheeks, he's playing with his blocks.
Gloria: [gasps] The six again.