Link: You two put me through hell with your divorce. You used me like a pawn. You made me a go-between. You made me pick sides. I spent Christmas days on an airplane so I could have breakfast with you and dinner with you. I double-majored in college, so you could go to separate graduation ceremonies. It took me years to learn how to manage parents. You two could barely sit through a lunch without tearing each other apart, and now you're getting back together? I don't even know what to say!
Amelia: I think they just want you to say you're happy.
Link: No. No, no. They don't get to tell me what to say. They gave up that right when they sat me down and told me that our family was a painful lie. Which, together or not, we will never do to our kid. Oh yeah, you're going to be grandparents. I need some air.
Amelia: Surprise!