Thought I saw you runnin' for the exit.
(tearing into the doughnut) Starving. My OB says I should pay attention to my cravings, no matter how inconvenient they are.
Yeah. Let me ask you something. You have any hereditary disease in your family?
(almost laughing) No. Do you?
No, no. No. Mental illness?
No.
No. How about addictive tendencies? Extra fingers, extra toes?
No.
No. Natural delivery or, uh, drugs?
Either.
Want a boy or a girl?
Healthy.
... Will you marry me?
(looks thoughtfully at him) ... No.






