The cleric looks at her suspiciously.<strong>"Hmm... you don't say. Well, I'll take a look at her. Go lay down on the bed."</strong>He takes Layla and leads her to the bed laying her down on her back. He puts his ear up to her bulging belly and taps on it with a fist. He makes several sounds and faces of a man deep in thought. Then he stands up and casts a few spells.<strong>"Herm? well your wife isn't pregnant, just ovulating. Are you sure she just isn't fat?"</strong>He looks at her then back to Beal<strong>"If you want I can try and dispel whatever magic is doing this, or I could just cast a simple weight loss spell. Either way it's going to cost five hundred gold coins."</strong>