01:00h: Cherise’s pelvis rumbles.
01:10h: Again. It is Eveline.
01:30h: “Hello Cherise,” says Melchior. “Horatio is drawing nigh.”
01:31h: Horatio was going to be the name if it was a boy. “Oh, it’s a boy, huh?” says Cherise.
01:35h: “No shit,” Balthazar says.
01:55h: Caspar broke the silence: “I brought frankincense!”
01:56h: Cherise reminds Caspar that she’s been in contractions for the past half hour.
02:00h: Balthazar measures the dilation. Prodigious. Horatio is destined for big things, that much is certain.
02:01h: Go time.
02:48h: Horatio emerges, his tuxedo glistening. He turns up his nose at Balthazar’s myrrh. Caspar’s frankincense passes muster.
02:52h: Cherise proffers her breasts but Horatio declines. He suckles on Melchior’s gold instead.
03:30h: Cherise’s boyfriend Brock returns from the bar. He has brought a diamond ring for Cherise as an apology for missing the birth. Horatio scoffs. Cubic zirconia.