Me: The more I hear about giving birth, the more I think I probably won’t be able to do it.
Sgt Lucky: Yes, you will.
Me: No, I mean, it seems to take hours and cause sweating. I hate both those things. Also, I’m pretty sure my makeup will run.
Sgt Lucky: You’ll look cute.
Me: Will you bring my makeup to the hospital?
Sgt Lucky: Sure.
Me: Will you hold the mirror while I reapply my eyebrows?
Sgt Lucky: Of course.
Before you ask, no, I’m not pregnant. But it’s nice to know I’ll be in good hands when the time comes.