“Is that a baby?”
“Is what?”
“That.”
“What?!”
“That’s a baby, Josef.”
“A what?”
“Josef! Where did you get it?”
“Found it.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, our estranged daughter came back when you were up the shops and gave me a baby.”
“Do… Jesus… did she look okay?”
“Yeah, she looked good.”
“She didn’t look sick? Or crazy?”
“She looked good, I’m serious.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, yeah. Turned up, gave me the baby, I said no problems, she left. It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
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