Zach shrugged. "Wish I was, mate. But the test? The symptoms?" He performed the flick over Neville's abdomen again, indicating the result with a wave of his hand. "See that slightly purple mist? Last time I saw that, I was confirming Debi's pregnancy."
One corner of Zach's mouth turned up. "Face it. You've a bun warming in your rather unconventional oven."