i went outside to fetch the baby. it definitely wasn't a newborn and looked nothing like me. i also did not know who the father was. classy! the baby disappeared before i got back into the house. i found myself running through the parking garage, trying to ditch an angry girl mob. what had i done now?? it seemed that i had ruffled some feathers while working in a gourmet produce store. isn't that always me, talking smack! i had to do some fast talking to get out of a fight. what do you know, it actually worked this time.