*snorts* I got dragged out of my bed at 2 a.m. last night because he called the hotel with an 'anonymous tip.' This is what he does to the people he likes.
*fidgets her hands, trying not to touch the bump, because she always wants to touch it (it's so new and strange, you know)* I live in terror, believe me. *looks at you with a smile* He. It's a boy.