Well, if that isn't a goddamn beautiful lead-in to the topic she wants to talk about, then McCoy's never heard one. She swallows, sets the cutlery down on the table, and neatens up the plate before she lifts her head and makes eye contact with Jim. "Okay, then," she says with a nod of her head. "Anything I want, huh? Well, then, Jim, I want a baby."