Veronica Hastings

- Didn't you bring an umbrella? - Yeah.

He's a keeper.

Alex, this is my mother.

Right. Good luck on the test, ladies.

They removed a lump from my breast.

It was pro bono. Let's go.

- Mom, are you sick? - No.

...is inadmissible in a courtroom. Period.

Mom, this is Alex Santiago.

I spent most of Friday drunk.

He kindly listened to me spill my guts and later poured me into a cab.

Spare them the details. They're about to take their SATs.

With my shoes.

We had to cordon off the area, it's an investigation.

I can't. God, I miss food. Eat some butter for me, will you?

- Oh, where did he get that protein bar? - Oh, I'll get you one.

Nobody here can make a decision to save their life. It's absurd.

- What century are you in? - I would advise...

What...? What police department do you work for?

And I was feeling a little overwhelmed and powerless.

And by the way, Alex is a lovely kid.

I had a doctor's appointment before I went there.

So you're Alex.

Unless you wanna face me down with opposing counsel.

Sunday, I was hung over. Saturday, I don't remember at all.