Mira gives her a tight hug, avoiding squishing her stomach too much. "Okay," she says, releasing her. "Take a breath. There is no fetus confirmation. Let's back up to the step with the stick. It's a pretty important step. And then the doctor. And -- then, if things are still looking babyflavored, you start worrying about what to do next. Okay? You're not there yet." She rubs Abigail's arm and gives her her most assured look.

"I mean, you might be at the smacking your boyfriend part," she suggests with the edge of a smile.