Tiel:Right?
Tiel:Are you waiting for me to guess what you did?
Sam:I ordered a Cornell baby t-shirt
Sam:Or six. In every available color.
Tiel:We are going to have the nerdiest baby in the nursery.
Tiel:We should get him a Hogwarts scarf
Tiel:Would our kid be in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw?
Sam:Ravenclaw. All the way.
Tiel:omg. I can't wait to tell Andy. She has an entire Pinterest board of cute baby stuff that she showed me at lunch last weekend. She's going all out for Froggie. There was one where they painted the baby's bum to look like a pumpkin and it was beyond precious.
Sam:What? Like, painted how? Is that a good idea? I don't think painting a baby is safe.
Tiel:It's adorable! Andy's going to want to dress him up and take pictures and the cuteness might kill me. She'll learn to knit just for our little wizard. Or do you think Riley's already told them?
Sam:Riley hasn't said anything. He wouldn't.
Tiel:I'm obsessed with the RISD t-shirt he picked up in Providence last weekend.
Sam:You do realize that our kid already has more than two dozen shirts, right? Between the ones we bought, and Riley's, and the ones from Ellie…this kid is representing RISD, Cornell, Berklee, and Juilliard.
Tiel:We'll make sure he or she is a cool nerd.
Sam:Two more weeks.
Tiel:Two more weeks.
Sam:I can't stop thinking about your tits
Tiel:You are such a perv
Sam:You have no idea.
Sam:You have always had a sensational rack, but those hormones are doing nice things to your body.
Tiel:Remember that when I'm the size of an orca
Sam:Listen. I'm fucking obsessed with you and nothing is going to change that.
Sam:How are you feeling?
Tiel:Good. Surprisingly good.
Sam:Good enough for me to tie you to the bed and reintroduce my cock to your tits?
Tiel:Probably, but I'm not swallowing.
Sam:No, you are not. I haven't come on your tits in forever.
Sam:What's on your schedule today? Any meetings?
Tiel:Research. More research. And then even more research.
