Meanwhile, Lyndon dropped Elma and Sheldon at the Owmale Hotel entrance.

"Thanks, Mr. Fernandez. Why not have a bite to eat with us?" Elma said to Lyndon as she stepped out of the car, holding Sheldon.

Checking his watch, Lyndon said, “Thank you, but I must decline on this occasion."

Elma glanced at Sheldon, who held Lyndon's finger.

“Dad, come eat with us. Tilda's struggling and she's treating. You should pay."