Scene opens on living room. Nance is in her huge chair, browsing the Sunday advertisements, while Rick, on couch right, peruses Sports section. The cats are chasing each other throughout the house, threatening respective mugs of coffee and tea.
Nance: Anything good in the paper?
Rick: I'm only looking at the Sports. The Indians are getting killed--again--by the White Sox. I don't know what it is about that team. The Tribe just cannot get past them.
Nance: At least we smacked Detroit around...hey. Here's a thing. Macy's is having a sale on babies. They're forty percent off. Look. (shows Rick the ad pictured above)
Rick: Huh. So...you can get...let's see...a white girl baby or a white boy baby.
Nance: Well, what do you want for forty percent off? That's why there's not much of a selection.
Rick: That's for sure.
Nance: Says here their names are Carter, Levi, and Nautica. And more. Well, I don't think much of the names. They sound---
Rick: --Levi? Well, to me that sounds---
Rick: No, I was going to say Amish.
Nance: Yeah, it does sound Amish, too. And Nautica...
Rick: Kind of a theme name. Like the kid will grow up to be a sailor.
Nance: Well, you know, when we went to Friendship APL and got Piper and Marlowe, they had names already--really terrible and awful and dumb names that I hated. I just renamed them. I'm assuming that whoever buys a Forty Percent Off Baby at Macy's can do the same.
Rick: Does it say these kids come already potty-trained? Because Piper and Marlowe were already litterbox-trained.
Nance: (leafs through ad) Hmm. No, but the girl is pictured in here walking, so it's a distinct possibility. Hard to tell. Diapers now aren't as bulky as they used to be, you know?
Rick: Doesn't matter, actually. It's not like we're going to get one anyway.
Nance: No, but I do need a pair of brown sandals.