Date: 10-10-2006

Scene: The hospital-Obgyn's office-Ultrasound test

Situation: Joan is having her first ultrasound test

Joan (admiring her growing baby bump): I have a little baby in my tummy

Adam (touching Joan's stomach): I know

Obgyn (placing a fetal heart monitor on Joan's stomach): Now let us see how this little baby is doing?

Joan (excited): Definitely

Obgyn (showing Joan and Adam a sonogram of the baby): This is your beautiful baby girl

Adam: We didn't want to know the baby's gender, but it is what it is

Joan (overcome with emotion): I am going to have a daughter

Adam (looking at the sonogram): The baby is as small as a tadpole

Obgyn: The baby will get bigger with time, trust me

Adam (to Joan): We are going to have a daughter, can you believe it?

Joan (crying, she kisses Adam): I love you

Adam (smiling): I love you too

Joan (touching her stomach, she talks to the baby): Hello, Baby Hope

Date: 10-11-2006

Scene: The Bookstore

Situation: Cute Boy God visits Joan at work

Cute Boy God(approaching Joan): Hello, Joan

Joan(startled, she drops some books on the ground): Hello, God

Cute Boy God(helping Joan to pick up the books): I am sorry for frightening you

Joan: Among all the places in the world, you had to visit me at the bookstore. I am very busy with work today so I don't have time for you.

Cute Boy God: You can never hide yourself from me because I will always find you. I will always have time for you in my schedule.

Joan: God has a sense of humor

Cute Boy God: You have been ignoring me since May seventh. How long are you going to continue ignoring me?

Joan: You are not real so I don't really have to feel a thing for you

Cute Boy God: I created you in my image, never forget that

Joan: But still there hasn't been any scientific evidence

Cute Boy God: I am real no matter what you may think

Joan: I need proof of your existence

Cute Boy God: You should read the bible

Joan: I can't understand the bible because it is hard to read

Cute Boy God: It is not my fault that you are pregnant. It is a little thing called having free will.

Joan: I hate free will

Cute Boy God: But the other Joan embraced it

Joan: I am not Joan of Arc so please don't make me into her. I don't love you enough to want to die for you.

Cute Boy God: Anyway, how are things going with you and Adam?

Joan: Adam loves me and I love him back in return. We are looking forward to our baby's arrival. Hope, this is will be the name of our unborn daughter.

Cute Boy God: Imperfect, everybody hurts sometimes. The question is will you care enough to love me after you lose hope in everything else?

Joan (confused): I don't understand

Cute Boy God (walking out of the bookstore): I will talk to you later, Joan

Sammy(yelling at Joan): Please stop daydreaming and get back to work

Joan (getting back to work): Ok