Erica nods affirmatively. " we sure do. Come,lets go there through the magic of television!" She says brightly. She leads them down into the depths of the ship. Coming finally to a large,vault like door." Behold!" She says dramatically,"rusty Cadillac studios. We've recorded here. The war bride recorded here,and Teresa Campbell recorded here. I hope you guys like it." She opens th door and shows off the room filled with archaic reel to reel machines and glowing vacuum tubes everywhere. A tesla coil is thrown in for good measure.

Erica comes up from the studio and finds Nichole in the kitchen,looking green around the gills. Erica lightly touches her shoulder. "You ok? You want some ginger ale or anything?" She asks with concern

Erica smiles back and pats her shoulder reassuringly. " we'll get you through this." Erica rummages through a cabinet. " ok. Ritz,club,or saltines?" She calls out,half inside the cabinet herself

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Erica wriggles out of the cabinet and brings Nichole the saltines and a salt shaker. She sets them down in front of her pregnant friend. " it's really that bad? " Erica asks with wide eyes..

"Oh,coleykins! You gotta eat! " Erica exclaims and wipes the tear with a napkin.

Erica giggles a bit." Why did you do it? Sam is a sexy motherfucker,that's why! "

" well.you know I'm not 100% on that side..." Erica giggles and winks back. " but you know I'm a changed woman now. You want something real to eat instead of crackers? I want a Dietrich sized baby."

Erica mocks offense." Are you calling the ship's mascot a porker? " she laughs and looks at the fat cat asleep on the counter.

" how about something light,like... Erica thinks for a moment,then lights up. " a grilled cheese sandwich? If you throw up,I promise to not be too grossed out." Erica nods and gets some floor sweeping compound ready.

Erica looks thoughtfully into the air."um,you think human milk could be used to make cheese? That might be why you aren't keen on cheese right now. It'd be like cannibalism.. " Erica dutifully makes a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She cuts it diagonally and gives it to Nichole. " here you go,mommy. Even though Im morally opposed to peanut butter co-mingling with jelly." She says with a laugh.

Erica laughs hard. " sure peanut butter and jelly play up their tolerance of Russo/Japanese relationships,but behind closed doors? They are working on. Reinstating the Cold War,just so naty will be deported." Erica giggles .

" good. I can tell layne likes that sandwich.he knows godmother erica has his back." Erica smiles ," I had a dream you had a boy,last night."

Erica nods and looks at Nichole's tummy. Trying to X-ray vision a confirmation.," yup I had a dream it was a boy. Brown hair and green eyes." Erica leans close ,like its a big secret.," so when do you find out what you guys are having?"