Martha Generic: Everyone, I'm pregnant!

[Everyone gasps in shock except for Bobby]

Bobby Generic: Mom's peppermint?

Bobby Generic: Mommy?

Martha Generic: Yeah

Bobby Generic: Where is the baby going to come from?

Martha Generic: Oh!

[puts her hand on her belly]

Martha Generic: Right here inside my tummy, it's in my womb right now.

Bobby Generic: Good, then he won't need my woom.


Bobby Generic: Well, not right away.

[to her belly]

Bobby Generic: Don't worry; little brother or sister, I'll get you out of there whenever you're ready.

Martha Generic: That's my boy.

[kisses him]