It is early morning. Steph is in the bathroom getting ready. Luke walks in, sidles up to her and presses his head against her growing belly. He begins patting it.
Luke (in crooning, affectionate tone): I'm patting the baby. Good morning, baby!
Steph (smiling down at him): Are you patting the baby? That's nice.
Luke (looking up at Steph with love in his eyes, a sweet smile on his face. He speaks gently, as if stroking the cat): You're an old, fat lady, Mommy.
Steph (can't help laughing, then says): Oh honey, that's not a very nice thing to say.
Luke (surprised): Yes, it is! (starts crooning and patting Steph's belly again): You're getting older, Mommy. And fatter...
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