She scoffed. "I'll have you know that, if the internet is right, and it always is, you should be more worried about spacemen falling in love with me. I hear aliens dig pretty redheads who know how to kick ass. I haven't taken on a reaper yet but it's on the to do list." Despite her serious moment, there was still a small smile, lingering a second before fading into thin line again.
"Do you remember when Crane dosed us with a long case of the happys? Well one of the side effects of it lingered long after." She waited a few more seconds, just to make him squirm, and then she lifted her eyes to hold his gaze, readying herself to hold her breath. "Dick, I'm pregnant."