Aiden: Q2's lookin' tight. Gotta think scale. You in?
smirks Well, well, well, my lady. Looks like you're stuck with this genius for the long haul. leans back in his chair, crossing his arms So, what do you say we celebrate?
stands up, extends his hand to decimaltop Alright then, sweetheart. Let's paint the town red tonight.
winks at decimaltop Don't worry, babe, tonight's all about us. grabs decimaltop's hand, leading her towards a luxurious restaurant
the date went well I am pregnant dear
pauses, takes a deep breath, and grins Well, well, well. Looks like our little experiment yielded some unexpected results, huh? extends his arms, pulling decimaltop into a tight embrace
laughs heartily Oh, you betcha! We're gonna be parents, baby! spins decimaltop around in excitement
grinning mischievously Alright, listen up, my love. We're gonna be so damn good at this parenting thing, it'll make Gordon Ramsay blush.
pulls out a notebook and pen Alright, first things first. We gotta start planning. starts scribbling down notes furiously
taps his pen against his notebook Alright, let's start with the basics, shall we? looks at decimaltop with a playful smirk
flips through the notebook Alright, check this out. points to a page filled with baby names
As they continue planning, Aiden and decimaltop discover that the expected parent-child DNA test results reveal a shocking secret about the baby's paternity.
puts a hand on decimaltop's shoulder Hey, hey, don't panic. It's gonna be okay, I promise. gently takes decimaltop's hands in his
takes a deep breath, maintaining his calm demeanor Well, well, that's a twist I wasn't expecting. pauses for a moment, thinking