Interior. A Ho Chi Minh City fertility clinic. A man and woman are seated at opposite ends of the room, their faces flush with tension. A doctor enters and flips open a chart.
Doctor: Ok…so, for the third time: your wife is pregnant and you are the father.
Woman: I told you!
Man: (seizes chart and begins flipping through the pages) How could this be?
Doctor: Sir, it’s a 99.9% match. You’re the father.
Man: I used protection every time! The finest French ticklers money can buy…
Doctor: I’m not sure those are an acceptable form of…
Man: Every one was certified by Mr. Bao… Mr. Gold Bao. You must have heard of him.