“Drunk wi’ power,” he remarked disapprovingly to the ceiling. “Verra unwomanly attitude, that.”
I dropped a kiss on his hot forehead and swung my cloak down from its hook.
“How little you know of women, my love,” I said.
Let me tell you something about this scene. Let me analyze this for you. Because there is no scene - not one, not the episode with the date, not the episode with the dance - none of them that compare with this scene and let me explain why; this scene is all but physical, spoken proof that these two characters were in love with each other. And if this is what it all led to, and this is how it ends, then this show wasn’t really a comedy after all.
Ok but like who wants to talk about Vicki Vantoch with me????
I love Vicki so much.
We only get to hear bits of information about her and if we’re lucky we get to see little snippets of her when Mr. Vantoch is doing something that involves the rest of the Vantoch clan, but everything we do see is always so great??? She’s so sweet and so funny and so beautiful and you can tell she’s behind a lot of the incredible ideas and schemes Misha pulls on us.
Like I was reading the GishiLeaks site and if you’ve read her writing or heard her speaking you can kind of tell a lot, if not all, are written with her distinct tone???
She’s honestly just so great.
If she wasn’t married to that illogical egg man I would want to marry her in his place tbh.
The tear stained cheeks of a child were enough to break anyone’s heart, but Eva’s tear stained cheeks put Victoria on a warpath. “Que te paso, mi amor?” she asked, checking her angel for injury. Victoria looked up at the child’s teacher for an explanation.
Ms. Robles motioned for them to follow her into the office next to her classroom. She shut the door behind them and motioned for them to sit. “There was an incident today in art class, Evangelina’s feelings were hurt,” she said calmly.
How could this woman be so calm about this? Why didn’t anyone call her? “Are you waiting for me to ask you nicely?” Victoria snapped impatiently.
Someone hurt her little girl and this woman was acting as if it were a small matter. “What did they say to you, mi corazon?” she asked Eva.
The child wiped her eye with her sleeve, but it did nothing to stop the tears from coming. “Miranda told me that you only love me because Papi pays you,” she cried.
Victoria glared at the teacher, “and what exactly did you do to this Miranda child?” she demanded.
There were a hundred things Victoria could think of to punish the child, but she curbed her anger. She did a decent job of keeping her anger in check, so as not to further upset Eva.
“I can assure you, Ms. Arias, that Miranda was punished for her actions. You have to understand that they’re just children,” Ms. Robles shrugged and it took everything in Victoria not to snap at her. “I’m sure that Miranda feels terrible for what she’s done to Evangelina.”
“Yes, I’m sure, thank you. Come on baby, let’s go home,” she muttered, picking up the child and leaving the school.
Outside, she hailed a cab to take them home. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a tissue for the child, “don’t listen to that little brat, what does she know?” she asked, pressing a kiss to Eva’s temple.
The ride home was silent; she hated when Eva was upset. Victoria was so caught up with what happened that she completely forgot to send Rafael his afternoon text.
Outside their building, Eva handed the cab driver his fare and Victoria told him to keep the change. Upstairs, she sent Eva to change out of her school clothes while she prepared their snack.
In the kitchen, she typed a quick text to Rafael.
There was a situation today at school with a little mocosa named Miranda.
She set the phone down and pulled the ice cream from the freezer. Normally she’d never serve Eva ice cream before dinner, but this was a special situation.
The little girl walked into the adjoining dining room and took her usual spot. Victoria’s phone vibrated on the counter and she opened his text.
There’s no need for name calling, Vicky, she’s a child. What happened?
Victoria rolled her eyes she knew there was no need for name calling, but the kid was a brat.
She told Eva that I only love her because you pay me; my little baby bug is in tears!
Leaving the phone on the counter, she grabbed the bowl of ice cream that had lovingly been drowned in chocolate syrup just the way Eva liked it. “Ven, preciosa, I think we should have a talk,” Victoria sighed, leading the child to the living room.
She sat in her favorite recliner and pulled Victoria onto her lap. “Tell me what happened today.”
Eva picked at her ice cream, “we were making cards for mommies today,” she explained. Victoria nodded for her to continue, aware that the tears would start again soon. “I asked Mr. Lewis if I could make one for you instead, he said I could because you love me,” she said as the tears fell from her cheeks.
Victoria wiped them away, “is that when Miranda said those mean words to you?” she asked and Eva nodded.
“Is it true? Do you love me because Papi gives you money?” she cried. The nanny’s heart shattered in her chest, how could she possibly think that?
Shaking her head, she took the bowl of ice cream and set it down on the table next to her. “No, of course not, my angel,” she said hugging the little girl tightly.
“It is true that your Papi pays me to take care of you, I have to work, but I’m the luckiest woman in the world…know why?” she asked, tilting Eva’s head to look her in the eyes.
Eva shrugged her shoulders, “because I have the best job in the world. Your Papi doesn’t pay me to love you, and I love you more than anything. Don’t listen to Miranda or anyone else who tells you otherwise.”
The child threw her arms around Victoria’s neck and hugged her tightly, “I love you, Vicky.”
“I love you too, mi cielo, so much.”
Rafael dropped his things off and met with his girls in the dining room. Eva was setting the table and there was a bright carefree smile on her face. If it hadn’t been for the text messages, he would never have known she’d had a rough day at school today. “Papi!” she grinned, running to greet him.
He scooped her up in his arms and kissed her cheek, “hola, princessa, how are feeling?” he asked.
“Better! Vicky gave me ice cream,” she explained as her father set her down.
He entered the kitchen where the aforementioned nanny was pulling a pizza from the oven. “Then we went to Moe’s and bought pizza dough to make our own pizza!” Eva called out.
Rafael was glad to see that Victoria turned his daughter’s frown upside down. “That’s great, it smells good,” he said to her.
“Well, if you want to eat I suggest you go wash up for dinner or no pizza for you,” Victoria teased, sticking her tongue out at Rafael.
He rolled his eyes, “Es mi casa y tengo que seguir las reglas de ella,” he muttered under his breath.
“Te oigo!” Victoria called after him, causing Eva to laugh. She cut up the pizza and set the pan down on a dish cloth on the dining room table.
Returning to the kitchen she served the drinks and washed her hands. Less than ten minutes later the three of them were sitting to dinner.
“Oh wait! I have something for you!” Eva said to Victoria just before she’d been served her slice of pizza.
Rafael and Victoria watched as she jumped from her chair and dashed off to her room. “You’re the one who mainlines coffee and she’s the one with the energy boost,” Victoria joked.
“I don’t drink that much coffee,” Raf argued, fruitlessly.
Eva came back and climbed back into her chair before handing her nanny a card. “This is beautiful, sweetie,” Victoria grinned, her eyes stinging with tears.
“That’s me and you walking to the park,” Eva explained the picture on the cover.
Victoria opened the card and read the message inside:
Dear Vicky, you’re the best nanny ever! I love you. Eva
By now, Victoria was in tears, she gave the card to Raf to look at and hugged Eva tightly, kissing her cheek. “I love you so much, thank you.”
Raf watched them, a tear dropping from his eye.
Es mi casa y tengo que seguir las reglas de ella - It’s my house and I have to follow her rules