"MARC!" She paced as he scurried through door way.

"Yes Willie?"

"Who went into my fridge?...Betty? I bet she likes her Rocky Road too!"

She threw herself onto her couch as her eyes teared up.

"Willie it's okay I can run to the store for you. I even bet Daniel has some stored away for emergencies like this."

She wipes her eyes and sits up quickly. He takes a seat across from her and sees the urgency in her eyes.

"It's not that I just forgot how miserable I get when I'm pregnant...Everything hurts...HELL my nails hurt. Not to mention the intense craving and the fact that .. I'm ..." She gets up and closes the door. "A size...5!"