Scar: I'm pregnant!
Cleo: You're not pregnant!
Bdubs: Wait, who's pregnant?
Scar: Me!
Bdubs: Congratulations!
Cleo: He's not pregnant Bdubs, he just read a pamphlet. Give me that. *snatches pamphlet*
Scar: Easy Cleo, I'm with child!
Cleo: You're not with child!
Bdubs: I'm gonna be an Uncle!
Cleo: You're not gonna be a Uncle!
Bdubs: Then who's gonna teach the little guy how to ride a horse?
Cleo: *inhale.* *ehale.* Calm down Scar, you're not pregnant.
Scar: Then why am I so moody and nauseous?! I think it's the morning sickness!
Cleo: Scar, you're a boy.
Scar: You're right. I'm a boy. OW!
Cleo: What?
Scar: I think it just kicked!
Cleo: You're not pregnant!











