"Why is there a pregnancy test in the trash?" [Rogues]
Lisa gives him the Unimpressed Look when he storms into the living room, holding a piece of plastic that she recognizes too damn well.
“Why is there a pregnancy test in the trash?!” Lenny snaps; he looks like he’s going to hyperventilate and Lisa knows in the back of her mind that she should feel sorry for him, but it’s just too damn amusing to watch Captain Cold get so flustered. Over a stick.
“Your boyfriend came by,” she grins, “he wasn’t sure you pulled out properly. You should really be more careful, Jerk.”
“Lisa,” he huffs in response - no ‘Trainwreck’, that can only mean one thing. He’s serious, and he’s worried, and Lisa can’t really tease him anymore.
“Relax, oh my god, I don’t know anything about a pregnancy test-”
“Don’t lie to me, Lisa, you’re the only one in this apartment who could-”
“What if Mick brought someone-”
“Yeah right-”
“Give me that thing - it’s not even positive, stop freaking out-”
Len’s about to snap something back and reaches for the pregnancy test again when Mick emerges out of his room, and both of them freeze.
Well, in all fairness, it’s not so much the sight of Mick as the sight of another pregnancy test sticking out of the empty pudding cup in Mick’s hand that makes them gape.
“Are you serious?!” Lisa snarls and stalks to the pyro, yanking the chocolate-smeared test and pointing it at his sorry mug. “These things go for ten bucks a pop.”
“Then invest in some plastic spoons, we’re out,” Mick shrugs and aims straight for the fridge. Lisa groans. Len, predictably, snorts.
“Gonna stop by the store right now. Easier for your wallet, sis. And my heart.”