"Melodramatic?" Gretchen deadpanned, staring across at the blonde. "That doesn't sound melodramatic at all." She managed to keep from rolling her eyes, a feat she was rather proud of, and jiggled her foot. Pregnant women made her uncomfortable. It wasn't as though pregnancy was contagious, but talk of babies made her want to run for the hills.
At Delaney's answer, she arched an unjudgemental eyebrow. "You don't?" she echoed. "How many possibilities are there?"