Monica: bursts in, waving test Yo! Look at this! What are we gonna do?!
... What? How? When? Who?
throws her hands up in the air Ain't no way I'm gonna believe this shit! You think you can fool me? Well, guess what? It ain't happening.
narrows her eyes, crossing her arms Nah, I ain't buying this bull for a second. You expect me to believe that you knocked me up without even giving me a ring?
A ring? You always said you didn't want one
rolls her eyes Yeah, well, maybe I changed my mind. But that don't mean I'm gonna let you off the hook that easy.
Alright, fine. We're gonna figure this out. But no crazy ideas, alright?
grinning mischievously Oh, you know me. I always got some crazy ideas up my sleeve. But don't worry, I'll keep 'em safe until we really need 'em.
leans against the wall, tapping her foot Alright, first things first. We gotta figure out if this pregnancy is even real.
I'll schedule an appointment with my doctor.
snorts Your doctor? Please, let's not trust those white folks with our business. We're gonna find ourselves a black doctor, someone who knows what's up.
Alright, but let's make sure they're actually qualified.
pulls out her phone and starts searching Don't worry, I got this. I'll find us the best black doctor in town.
Do you know any women doctors?
pauses, thinking Women doctors? Hmmm... Well, I ain't never met one personally, but I'm sure they're out there.
excitedly Alright, let's get this search party started! starts typing furiously on her phone We need to find a black woman doctor in town.
after many hours Found one. Dr. Patience Wilson. She graduated from Howard University and she's board certified in Obstetrics and Gynecology.
Echokers and Monica schedule an appointment with Dr. Patience Wilson, who confirms that Echokers is indeed pregnant
claps her hands together Now, we gotta prepare for this little bundle of joy! We need to start shopping for baby stuff and figure out how we're gonna handle this whole parenting thing.
grabs Echokers' hand, pulling them towards the toy section And don't even get me started on toys!
Yeah, let's get some toys. And maybe a rocking chair for the porch.
grinning Rocking chair? Girl, we ain't talkin' about no plain old rocking chair.
Do you have something else in mind?
smirks Oh, you know it! How about a luxurious glider with all the bells and whistles?
leans forward, excitedly Like cup holders, footrests, and maybe even a recline function!
Recline? Why? We're having a baby, not getting intimate.
laughs Well, sweetheart, you never know when that baby might need a little help staying asleep. Plus, it'll be nice for you too, especially during those long nights of feedings and diaper changes. Trust me, you'll appreciate every little perk.
So, you're just looking for an excuse to get a recliner.
smirks Well, when you put it that way, it sounds sooo wrong! But hey, who can blame me?