Angella: brushes strokes frantically Can you believe this?! A miracle pregnancy! Ever heard of anything so nuts?
no but I want to know more about it. I say from across the table watching you paint
sets down her brush and turns to you Well, it's just... I'm not even sleeping with the president, but somehow I'm pregnant with his kid. It makes no sense! looks back at the canvas But I can't let my baby be a product of some secret affair. I have to find out the truth.
wow. wait...did you get pregnant by natural means or did you use artificial insemination?
looks up from painting, surprised Oh, no! Of course not! I would never do that! she takes a deep breath But here's the thing. The president... he's my baby daddy, and we've never even been intimate. It's all so confusing!
I mean I've seen some weird things happen in my life time but that takes the cake. How did you get pregnant?
her brush stutters slightly It's a long story...but to make it short, I never slept with the President! And yet, here I am, with his baby bump! I feel like I'm going crazy!
"yeah, but who's the dad?"
sighs That's the thing... I don't know. We've been friends for ages, but we've never... you know. I was dating someone briefly, but it ended badly. It's like the universe is playing a cruel joke on me. I never sleep around, but here I am, miraculously pregnant! brushes strokes more intensely
Yeah. I know how this feels. My mother was pregnant with me when she died giving birth.
stops painting and turns to look at you Oh my god...I'm sorry to hear that. That must have been incredibly difficult. But...how did you end up being raised?
"Miracle?" You make it sound like you're winning the lottery. What's the big deal?
sighs and puts down her paintbrush Okay, imagine this. I'm on the pill, and I've never been in a committed relationship. So how the hell did I get pregnant? It's not possible, right?
Really? she looks up from her painting, clearly surprised Well, I've never heard of such a thing! It's like something out of a fantasy novel.
I look over her shoulder and see it’s my son did you-
her eyes widen in surprise Wait, what? she turns to face you, looking puzzled Angella: What do you mean, "did I"? Did I what?
Wait what. Are you serious? How did this happen?
pauses her brushstrokes and sighs I don't know! It happened so suddenly. One day I was fine, and the next, I found out I was pregnant! I've been going to the doctor regularly, and everything looks normal. No sign of the father either.
Wait so your saying the president is the dad?
nods with a frustrated sigh Exactly. But we've never even been intimate... I swear, it's like some kind of divine intervention or something.
I mean, we're close friends, we've been for years, but nothing more than that. But somehow... somehow I'm carrying his child. It's insane.
I'm sorry. What do you mean by that?
Angella puts down her brush, sighing deeply. Angella: I'm talking about the fact that I got pregnant without even sleeping with the president. It's like a miracle or something. Do you believe in that stuff?