In the kitchen, Ginny turned on him, a nasty glint in her eyes. "There!" she said hysterically. "Now, you've done it! She'll tell everyone!"
"No one will believe her," Lester said defensively. "They'll just think she's gone off her nut."
"They'll come here!" Ginny cried. "The reporters and everyone! I don't want to be known as the mother of the most insulting baby in the world!"
"Neither do I!" Lester said distractedly. "I mean I don't want to be known as the father!"
"What!" Ginny gasped, her eyes growing wide. "You mean you're going to tell everyone you're not the father?"
"Now, I didn't say that!" Lester yelled. "I only meant that...."
"I wouldn't put it past you!" Ginny said furiously. "Put all the blame on me. I can certainly see where that child got his evil disposition! Your whole family has always been shifty! I should have known!"
"Shifty!" Lester flared. "My family, shifty! What about your brother, Delmar? Did you ever bake him a cake with a file in it, like he asked you to?"
"You leave my family out of this! You know it was an accident that Delmar got arrested!"
"Hah!" Lester said. "That's a hot one, that is! And you call my family shifty. At least they're not locked up."