I swear, I already miss having a little one around the apartment. Unfortunately, mine won't get here for at least six more months.
[Emilia]
I will pay whatever you ask for to get a plate of those brownies delivered every week or so? I just started to get pregnancy cravings and those hit the spot. I'm afraid I didn't leave anything except crumbs for Leonard, though, so perhaps we could work out an arrangement where the first week I get twice as many?
[Leonard]
I will find a way to make up for eating the brownies, I promise. I was ravenous for chocolate and Emilia does make the most delicious baked goods, and...you know...pregnat. Blame the pregnancy. But I will make it up, I promise?