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(Tuesday morning, INT: NP and JP's home, bathroom. NP is kneeling in front of the toilet.)

NP: Hkk. Hlpp. Hhhhk.
JP: Nicole! Are you okay? I thought you weren't getting morning sickness. Do you need crackers? I can get you crackers.
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NP: Llllgh. It's not morning sickness. I lost track and took two of my one-a-day neo-natal vitamins. I'm trying to bring it back up before it dissolves.
JP: I think you're probably going to be okay.
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NP: Of course I'm going to be okay. I'm worried about our future daughter. Those pills outweigh her.
JP: Mm, good point. Think nauseating thoughts!
NP: I'm trying, nothing's working!
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JP: Well, those nachos last night really did a number on me, do you mind if I straddle your face and take a big splattery Mexican dump in front of your-
NP: HHLLLLGKKKAKKGHGHH-BLAAAGH-blep
JP: You're welcome.