“At least that part he’s alright with,” Lauren said.
“Well yeah,” Andreas replied. “He knows better than to argue with me about who goes in the ladies’ room.”
Lauren laughed, then propped her hand on her chin and squinted at him. “So? Only one?”
“Eh?”
“Beatriz.”
“I’m never doing it again.”
“But what about other children?”
Andreas shrugged. “In theory. Depends how we handle her, but…I don’t really believe in only children. It’s cruel.”
“Cruel?”
“Lonely. And they turn out mean. Children need siblings, I think.”
Lauren rolled her eyes, but didn’t argue. “So she’s going to get baby brothers and sisters eventually?”
“Probably. We’ll wait a few years, though.”
Lauren hummed, then rapped the table with her knuckles. “My offer stands.”
Andreas raised his eyebrows. “Really?”
“Sure. You don’t want to risk some stranger deciding she wants to keep your baby after all. I’ll get to be Auntie Lauren anyway.”