Wait, she was crying? There had been a lot more screaming and throwing objects the last time that a girl had told him that she was pregnant and frankly, that had been part of the reason he'd tried to avoid Rachel through that whole thing. The other part was where he was pretty sure that she'd only slept with him because he'd gotten her drunk on wine coolers and she'd felt fat that day.
"Uh." Bertram stepped forward and took her hand to give it a brief squeeze, "I mean, you're probably not even going to get that fat because you get a lot of exercise at work, so you shouldn't worry about that!" Right, because that was definitely what she had to worry about here.
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