I sit up, taking my hand of out my pants.  "I can be patient.  Though maybe I should get it in writing.  'I, Ingress Arch, hereby do solemnly swear on this, the 8th of Never in the year of our Lord Exty-Seven, that I will allow my waistline to be temporarily enlarged to baby-carrying proportions a grand total of three times at the request of one Rudy Wolf-Girl, as compensation for heretofore and afterwords unspoken acts of physical exertion.'"  I put my feet on the floor.  "Can I use your bathroom?  I need to get back to my place so Junior and I can figure out what's happening in the neighborhood and with the Killjoys."