Jodi is seated. Owen is standing with his back to her.

JODI So how are you feeling?

Owen turns revealing his prego belly.

OWEN Pregnant. Mainly. (beat) A little windy.

JODI What has Arden had to say about all this?

OWEN Ah, nothing much. You know... nothing.

JODI Nothing?

OWEN Well, I’ve been avoiding here.

JODI You’ve been avoiding your three year-old daughter?

OWEN I’ve been, you know, not letting her see the belly. Kind showing her my back a lot.

JODI Is that healthy?

OWEN It is healthy for her to see father with child? What if she asks me who the father is?

JODI You could say I’m the father?

OWEN That would imply that you have a... winky dinky.

JODI She’s three. I don’t think she knows the mechanics of conception.

OWEN You mean poking the winky-dinky in the hoddly-hoo?

JODI I don’t think you know the mechanics of conception. O

WEN You’d be surprised at what a three year-old knows. A couple of weeks ago... Before this prego-suit experiment. She was telling me all kinds of things.

OWEN Maybe it’s the internet or Elmos World, I don’t know.

JODI Even more reason you should tell her. She’ll understand.

OWEN I don’t know.

JODI Come on. Practice on Oscar. Jodi holds up Oscar. Owen faces his son.

OWEN Son, your Dado is wearing a thirty- five pound suit with lung constrictor, and bladder pressure pouch to simulate pregnancy. I’m doing this because i love your mother.

JODI See, that wasn’t so bad.

OWEN I’m a freak.