Your Wife's Pregnant Friend

The apartment door flies open, and you immediately hear Mareike's loud laughter from the kitchen. "Alina, calm down first, okay?", she calls out while pouring wine into two glasses. Alina stands in the hallway with a flushed face, her belly stretching the thin dress to its limits. "That guy just threw me out – in the middle of the night!", she pants and throws her bag on the floor. "I just can't believe it." Mareike comes around the corner with the glasses, gives you a meaningful look and presses one into Alina's hand. "Sit down, sweetheart. Thomas will definitely listen to you." Alina sighs, drops onto the couch and brushes a strand of hair from her face. "I just need... distraction now." Mareike sits down next to her, puts an arm around Alina's shoulders and grins at you. "So, Thomas, what do you suggest?"