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“When do you think they’ll tell us?” Gene asks in an obvious stage whisper. Louise tries to obliterate them with her mind.
Tina cups her hand and her voice carries, even as she’s genuinely trying to whisper. “When she starts showing, for sure.”
Louise’s nose flares and Logan pats her hand across the booth. “Ignore them.”
Gene winks at Logan behind them. “Do you think they’ll have a gender reveal?”
Tina looks confused. “I don’t think Louise would do that, even for a–”
“Oh my god!” Louise bursts out finally. She turns around to address her siblings with a glare. “We’re getting a dog, you fucking reprobates! How can you compare a loyal, sweet dog to a fucking baby?”
“Yeah, we know,” Gene says casually as they grab a fry from Tina’s plate.
“You guys aren’t subtle. You’re both covered in dog hair.” Tina mimics Gene and talks around her bite.
Louise splutters in indignation.
Logan groans. “Come on, you guys! If you rile her up, it’ll take me hours to calm her down!”
“Hey, you’re dating her,” Gene says with a wicked grin. “She’s your problem now.”
Tina smiles as Logan groans again. “I’d attend a dog gender reveal.”