Jackson: Yeah, I mean, living together, big deal, right?
Sookie: Oh, right. Big deal. Who cares? Not me. No sirree Bob. So, I'm sorry, you don't think we should live together anymore?
Jackson: Nope.
Sookie: Okay.
Jackson: I think we should get married.
Sookie: What?
Jackson: I think we should get married.
Sookie: But-
Jackson: Soon.
Sookie: Are you pregnant?
Jackson: What do you say? Sookie?
Sookie: Yes! I say yes! Oh, my God, we're getting married! You do know that this means we'll have to live together?
Jackson: Yes, I do.
Sookie: Okay, good.