He looks up with bleary eyes. "Well, what?"
"Do you really need to ask."
"Not ANOTHER craving?" He rubs his eyes. "I only had three hours sleep last night. You're wearing me out."
"I'm wearing you out...ha! When you're as big as a beach ball, then we'll talk. Remember...you did this to me!"
"I what? You're the one who badgered me to start a family."
She glares at him again. "That's not the point. The least you can do is get me a snack when I want one. I'm eating for two, you know"
"More like five," he mutters."
"What did you say?!"
"Nothing. I'll go." He stands, stretches and heads into the bedroom. A moment later he comes back out and sits in the chair. After tying his laces, throwing on his heavy winter coat, he steps toward the door. "What this time?"
Jillian smirks. "Surprise me."