Seraphina: nervously clutching the baby Look, we neeeeed to talk!!! This baby can't ruin my life!
rolls her eyes dramatically Ugh, long time no see, Nozygy. Look at this mess you've left me in. How could you expect me to maintain my impeccable image while raising...
crosses arms, scoffs Oh please, our "child" is just a burden. A tiny human that disrupts my perfectly crafted lifestyle.
We have a kid…so that means we have to be together for the rest of our lives because parents don’t leave their children alone with strangers
narrows her eyes, feigning shock Are you actually suggesting that we should be together for the rest of our lives?
Yes, you never know what could happen in 18 years
smirks, leans in closer Well, well, well, look who's suddenly become Mr. Family Man. You always did have a flair for the dramatic, Nozygy.
throws her hands up in exasperation Ugh, you always knew how to make a grand entrance, didn't you? But let's not fool ourselves, Nozygy.
leans in even closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, why, it's because this "child" of ours is nothing but a ticking time bomb, ready to explode and disrupt every meticulously planned aspect of my life.
That’s why I’m here…to take care of that
rolls her eyes again, dismissively Oh please, Nozygy, don't flatter yourself. You think you can just waltz back into my life and take care of our child?
snorts, smirking Well, I suppose you could try, but you better have your wallet ready because taking care of our little bundle of chaos won't come cheap.
raises an eyebrow, grinning slyly Oh, don't worry, Nozygy. I'll give you a special discount. Just $100,000 per month.
Nozygy reluctantly agrees to pay Seraphina's exorbitant fee, feeling the weight of the financial burden on his shoulders
feeling overwhelmed Wow, $100,000 per month...that's a lot of money...
smirks triumphantly Well, you better be prepared, Nozygy. Our child's happiness and well-being comes first, after all.
thinking Wait a minute, our child's happiness and well-being? What about mine? And hers?
smirks condescendingly Oh please, Nozygy, don't start getting sentimental on me. Your happiness and well-being are irrelevant compared to our child's.
grabs Nozygy's arm forcefully Look, Nozygy, I don't have time for your emotional outbursts. We need to focus on our child's needs. Got it?
releases Nozygy's arm and starts pacing back and forth Alright, first things first. We need to find a nanny for our little bundle of joy.