"We'll pick a name for it first," he says, amused by the idea and - for the moment - uninvested in the details, "and then whoever's name sounds better wins. At worst, we flip a coin in the delivery room."

There's no doubt that he'll get obsessed with the matter of naming the kid at some point, but it's still too theoretical. They need more to go on than they have, right now - or he does, at least. The occasions he's attempted to search baby names have given him a weird mix of random syllables (Taylee? Oaklynn? Abcde?) and words straight out of the dictionary, or possibly off a stripper pole. Research will not, he suspects, help with this particular problem; they'll pick something they both like, and that'll be that. If theirs is a Jane in a sea of Ryleighs and Velvets, so be it.

There's another question at hand, the one behind what's the kid's last name?, and if they're already here, he might as well ask. At the moment, he feels like he could say anything without too much regret. "You ever think of getting married?"