Altair: You weren’t supposed to agree with that.
Ume: [chuckles] Sorry.
Altair: It’s just… I haven’t seen you since…
Ume: …my mom died?
Altair: …exactly. Look, we’ll talk, okay? Just… for now… can we push restart?
Ume: Sure.
Altair: You weren’t supposed to agree with that.
Ume: [chuckles] Sorry.
Altair: It’s just… I haven’t seen you since…
Ume: …my mom died?
Altair: …exactly. Look, we’ll talk, okay? Just… for now… can we push restart?
Ume: Sure.
Altair: I’m sorry for the other day.
Ume: … you mean when you completely ditched me on the beach?
Altair: I was kind of a berryhole, wasn’t I?
Ume: A little.
Ume: What are we not telling Ume?
Clover: Oh… would you look at the time I just remembered I have to go to that new “inner zen” class that’s starting like right this second. I’ll catch you after Altair.
Altair: CLOVER DON’T YOU DARE [door closing] … leave me.
Ume: … What’s going on?
Altair: Nothing… look. Can we go inside?
Altair: Just a few weeks.
Clover: Ooo, I’m so excited. But…
Altair: But, what?
Clover: I mean… that’s not exactly what I expected to hear after the whole “don’t tell Ume” spiel. What gives?
Clover: [screaming] Whaaaat?!
Altair: Shh… quiet down, will you?!
Clover: Sorry, can’t help it. I’m just excited. How far along are you?
Altair: Nevermind that. Just promise me you won’t tell him, okay?
Clover: Promise. Now, just tell me. I’m dying here.
Altair: I’m pregnant.
Altair: You have to swear not to tell anyone okay?
Clover: Cross my heart.
Altair: Especially not Ume.
Clover: Ume? Why would I tell him?
Clover: Girl, spill the beans already. What is that you wanted to talk to be me about?
[in the distance]
Altair: I’ve sold a few.
Foxglove: That’s a great! See? It wasn’t all bad.
Altair: Yeah, I guess not. Thanks for making me come, Fox.
[phone ringing]
White sim: I found her.
….
White sim: That pink boy is with her too.
…
White sim: Consider it done.
Foxglove: So, how’s it going?
Altair: I mean… I guess okay? I feel ridiculous.
Foxglove: Did you manage to sell anything?