Genevieve: "I seriously don't understand how you eat that stuff." she hums, watching as Jay grabs hold of a bag of pork rinds
Jay: "Don't knock it until you try it."
Genevieve: "I have tried it. Which is why I can't believe it." she scoffs, shaking her head as she pushes the basket in front of her
Jay: "Hey, you're one to talk with your choice of foods."
Genevieve: "I was raised with an Israeli mother. What did you expect?"
Jay: "To not have to google how to pronounce the dishes I'm eating."
Genevieve: "You don't need to pronounce it, you just need to eat it. Which you do."
Jay: "Okay." he chuckles, shaking his head as the pair turn a corner, quickly coming to a halt as a ball is thrown their way
Genevieve: "Woah." she hums, smiling as a kid heads their way
Woman: "Liam!" she huffs, hurrying over "I'm-I'm so sorry."
Genevieve: "It's no problem. That was one nice kick. Looks like you got yourself a soccer star on your hands."
Woman: "Boy do I."
Genevieve: "Although, you can reach a better distance when you're outside." she hums, bending down to hand the ball back to the kid, juggling it a little which makes him giggle
Woman: "Thank you" she hums, giving the pair a grateful smile, reaching down to grab hold of his hand "Come on."
Jay: "You know we never talked about it." he speaks up after a moment, watching the mother-son walk off
Genevieve: "Your disgusting tastes in snacks?"
Jay: "You got one more time to talk about my snacks."
Genevieve: "Oh, yeah? And then what?" she hums, raising a teasing brow
Jay: "Then I will...do something...really bad." he shrugs, Genevieve nodding in amusement
Genevieve: "I'm so scared." she breathes, playfully shaking as Jay chuckles, nudging her shoulder
Jay: "No, I'm serious. We've never talked about bringing a mini us into the world. As a matter of fact I don't think I've ever heard you mention wanting kids."
Genevieve: "Well, of course I want kids. But it's not gonna be as easy as us having a quickie and then suddenly the stick turns positive."
Jay: "Okay, well, first of all, no kid of ours is gonna be made through a quickie. They're going to be made through a night of long, passionate love making." he declares, making Genevieve chuckle in amusement
Genevieve: "Okay, well, even then. It's still not gonna be easy."
Jay: "What, are you doubting my swimmers?"
Genevieve: "It's not your swimmers that's the problem" she hums, watching as a thoughtful look comes over Jay's face "Polycystic ovarian syndrome. Or as I like to call it, my hostile uterus where no kid wants to grow in."
Jay: "Hey, your uterus is fine."
Genevieve: "Tried getting pregnant before...didn't work." she shrugs
Jay: "Yeah, but was that because of your uterus or because of who you were trying to get pregnant with?" he points out, making Genevieve tilt her head, shrugging her shoulders in thought
Genevieve: "Point taken. But it still doesn't change the facts."
Jay: "You never know. The facts themselves could've changed" he hums, perking up when his phone goes off "We gotta go." he hums, holding up his phone
