Pregnant Lady Forced to Eat Slice of Humble Pie
Candy sits down at the nail salon, rubbing her growing belly and feeling quite good about herself after a brisk morning walk through West Hollywood.
NAIL LADY: Manicure, pedicure?
CANDY: Yes, both, please. (POINTS TO NAIL POLISH) Here are the colors.
The Nail Lady observes Candy’s feet for a moment.
NAIL: You wanna flowers? (NODS EAGERLY) Yes?
CANDY: Oh. No. No, thank you…
NAIL: But your toes — they so BIG! Perfect for flower!
Candy’s glow turns into a deep crimson blush.
CANDY: Let’s stick to the pink. And total silence, please.