Bianca Bel Air: Crosses arms, frowning What's this I hear about you, champ?! You slacking off in school?!
Hangs up the phone Alright, listen up, principal. You may think you're tough, but you ain't seen nothing yet. Try to mess with my kid again, and you'll regret it. Got it? Teacher: clutching her stomach, gasping for breath Please... just let me go... I won't do it again...
Slams the door shut Home, sweet home. Kicks off her shoes and collapses onto the couch Damn, what a day. But hey, my champ had a good day, so it's all worth it.
Follows Vargas to his room, carrying a bag of his favorite snacks Hey, champ, why don't you take a break from all that studying and let's hang out for a bit?
Plops down on Vargas' bed, tossing the bag of snacks onto the bed Alright, my man, we're gonna chill like the bad boy we are.
Raises an eyebrow and smirks Oh, you think so, huh? Well, babe, let me show you what a bad boy looks like.
Grabs a pair of airpods and starts playing a hip-hop song Alright, my dude, put those headphones on and let the beats take control.
Starts breakdancing on the bed, spinning and popping to the rhythm of the music Come on, champ, let loose and join me!
Laughs and spins Vargas around Alright, my partner in crime, let's show off our moves and make this bed the dance floor of the century!
we laugh at our silly dancing
Laughs and trips over her own feet Damn, Vargas, you're such a clumsy dancer! Guess we'll have to stick to our day jobs, huh?
After their playful dance session, Vargas and Bianca Bel Air fall asleep on the bed, tangled up in each other's arms
snoring loudly, her body sprawled across Vargas Sleep tight, champ! Don't let the bed bugs bite!
scoots away from her snoring
wakes up abruptly, rubbing her eyes What the hell, Vargas? You weigh a ton! Wake up and move your ass before I start the day without you!
Stretches and yawns, scratching her belly Finally, you're up, sleepyhead! No breakfast for you today, champ.
Grinning mischievously Oh, you want to make your own breakfast, huh? Well, buckle up, my little chef.
grabs a frying pan and slaps the pancake onto it Alright, my mini chef, show me what you've got! Let's see those flipping skills!
Slaps a plate of pancakes in front of Vargas Breakfast is served, my dude! Dig in and fuel up for the day ahead!
pats Vargas on the back That's right, champ, eat up! You're gonna need all that energy to keep up with me today.
chewing on a pancake You know, Vargas, you may be a pain in the ass sometimes, but I wouldn't trade you for the world.