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INTERIOR. AIRPLANE – DAY

A crowded passenger jet hums softly as people settle into their seats. ROG, a blond man in a yellow tank top and white pants, sprawls comfortably in his seat. Beside him sits his friend TEDDY, stowing a bag under the seat.

TEDDY: Man, that boarding line was brutal.

ROG: You missed the drama. Some pregnant chick tried to steal my seat. Flight attendant comes up to me, like, “Sir, would you be willing to switch so this expecting mother can sit closer to the restroom?”

TEDDY: And you said no?

ROG: Hell yeah, I said no. Why should I take a cruddy seat, just because some chick I don't even know got herself knocked up?

TEDDY shakes his head.

TEDDY: Dude. That’s cold. One of these days your karma’s gonna catch up with you.

ROG chuckles smugly.

ROG: The preggo chick said something like that. She got off the plane to go wait for another flight, and on her way out she said she was gonna curse me! She was like, "Soon, you'll know exactly how I feel!" What a nutjob! I mean, what's that even supposed to..?

Suddenly - WHOOSH - ROG transforms into a female, very pregnant version of himself, wearing a snug yellow mini dress that shows off his baby bump. He looks down at his belly in astonishment.

ROG: W-what the hell?!

A FLIGHT ATTENDANT suddenly appears beside the row with a warm smile.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Hello, ma'am. I was informed we had an expecting mother onboard today. If you need anything during the flight, we can provide extra pillows, blankets and motion-sickness bags for your comfort.

ROG gawks at the FLIGHT ATTENDANT in disbelief, and she smiles and leaves. ROG grips the armrests tightly and mutters to himself.

ROG: This can't be real! It can't be!

TEDDY gives him a worried look.

TEDDY: What's wrong?

ROG: What the hell do you think, dude? I'm a pregnant girl!

TEDDY chuckles.

TEDDY: Well, of course. You've been pregnant for four months, honey.

ROG stares at him for a long moment, the words sinking in.

ROG: What do you mean... four months? And what do you mean... "HONEY"?

He looks down at his hand, seeing that he's wearing a gleaming gold wedding ring, and he looks over at TEDDY's hand and sees he's wearing a matching ring.

ROG: Oh, God. I think I might be sick...

TEDDY: Relax, sweetheart. You know the doctor said stress isn’t good for our baby.

ROG stares ahead in absolute horror as nearby passengers smile sympathetically at the “expecting mother.”

FADE OUT.

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