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.
[laughs]
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]