"Oh, I'm fine." And maybe if she kept saying that someday it would be right. Not tonight, but someday. "And I love hearing you talk about being a father, it's... almost inspirational."

Inspirational and a little familiar. After all, during that last little whatever, she'd wanted a baby. Very badly, she'd wanted a baby with her husband who wasn't really her husband. She felt so cheated and used and frustrated and a million other things she couldn't sort out. "This is your day. Do you have the room all set up yet? Can I see it?"