"I guess that doesn't happen here now, with kids being so hard to get, but did it happen before? A guy gets two girls pregnant and skips out on one and then she's in trouble -"

"I dunno a lot of history but if you had a baby why would you leave and not, like, hold your baby? Maybe if you couldn't stand the girl, I guess that might happen."

"Maybe that makes all the difference by itself, don't have to worry as much about being left to starve if the kid's dad wants the baby really bad. That's - good. That Amentans are that way, I mean."

Cahmro makes a face.

"Sucks to not get 'em?"

"Like dying."

"Well. As many as you want, now."

"With who?" snorts Cahmro.

"I guess you can't find lesbians playing softball and working as vet techs and cops, either, huh?"

"...no? What a random bunch of things."

Shrug. "You could get a Stork baby if you don't care if they're related to you."

"What, they just give 'em out?"

"The planet just makes them. Just babies, randomly appearing places."

"The fuck?"

"It's a weird multiverse, man. They used to mostly starve in the woods but now they adopt them all out. I don't think it's hard to get one, though, if you wanted one."

"Yeah, maybe. Whenever I meet a lesbian if they don't turn me down for not having a permission in hand they turn me down for having a crazy brother."

"Sucks. I'm sorry."

"I guess maybe there's less picky lesbians now we're not gonna have to worry about permissions."

"If this passes. Let's hit a few more neighborhoods."

Purples. Greys. Purples. Greens, most of whom voted. Purples.

Eventually his parole officer informs him that they should go back. 

"I promised him drinks."

      "Some other time, maybe."

"Sure, next week when they're a member! Hopefully."

"Aw, man," says Cahmro.

"I can take you home with me for drinks?"

"Lemme see if Adro can go home with a friend."

"Kay."