Chris: Good morning, Ann Perkins. How are you feeling today?
Ann: Perfect. Except that I'm a whale and that my feet already kill.
Chris: [laughs] Whales don't have feet.
Ann: I am a crazy shape. This morning when I got out of bed, I just tipped forward like a poorly made bowling pin. Did I mention that my feet kill me all the time?
Chris: Oh! Let me rub them. Oh, wait. No. I read something on raddadsolutions.net that there's a pressure point in the foot that could induce labor.
Ann: Oh, it doesn't matter. I don't care. I'm gonna go choke down those horse pills I have to take every day.
Chris: Oh, no, no, I'll cut them in half for you. And I will pour you a glass of flaxseed milk to wash it down. Everything is amazing. Today is perfect, and I love you.
[aside to camera:]
Ann: Chris is so wonderful and thoughtful and positive. He's driving me up the [bleep] wall.
Chris: Smoothie's ready!