"That's wonderful news!" Indy exclaimed. He smiled and sighed contently. "I'm gonna be a daddy," He said quietly as though he'd just then realized it. "I'm gonna be a daddy," He repeated it, a little louder this time.
"I know, I know," Marion said.
But Indy wasn't about to stop there. "I'm gonna be a daddy!" He said again. He suddenly got up and ran outside into the pouring rain. "I'M GONNA BE A DADDY!" He shouted up to the thundering sky. He twirled, his arms wide open, embracing the sky. Then he realized that Marion was inside the bar waiting. He ran back inside. He put his arms around her and kissed her again and again. "Oh, Mare, we're gonna be parents! I'm absolutely ecstatic! What about you? Oh, you. Are you tired? You don't really need to be drinking. You're probably famished by now. Let's go get something to eat..." He rambled out of his excitement.
God, he's real happy, huh? Marion thought. "Indy, shut up!" She ordered. "I'm just as happy as you, but geez. C'mon, I'll get a taxi and we'll go to Campbell's." She led them out of the bar to the city streets and whistled loudly for a taxi.
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When they arrived at the resteraunt, Indy still would not stop talking. He rambled on and on, with Marion barely even listening.
"What about Sallah?" She finally questioned.
"What about him?"
"Well, we need to tell him, don't we?"
"Sure."
"There's never a better time than the present."
"What, are you implying that we go to Egypt?"
"Yes, I am."
"I don't want to go to Egypt!"
"We have to."
"No, we don't. And besides, you don't need to travel in your condition."
"Condition? Indy, you're more freaked about it than I am."
"We're not going."
"Yes, we are."
"I don't want you to."
"Don't you want to see Sallah?"
He finally figured it was no use to argue. "Yes," He mumbled.
"I do, too. It's settled then. We leave for Cairo in the morning.
"You are so stubborn." She flashed him a stern look. "I mean, yes ma'am."