"What the hell, Chloe? It has a vagina! Why does it have a vagina?" "I dunno, maybe because it's a girl." I sarcastically reply, inching back away from the stench of this magically produced baby waste. "She's a doll. She's not supposed to have a freaking vagina!" He hisses, turning his head away. "Well this one does! You act like you've never seen one before, Mister 'Playah Boy'." "Oh, trust me, I've seen plenty. Just not on a baby. Makes me feel like a damn Pervert!" I slowly look back at him. "Are you kidding me, Darren? You're feeling perverted over a baby doll?" "Yes." He nonchalantly says, his hands shielding his eyes. I advert my eyes to the project before me, which was beginning to let out a squeaky cry. "News Flash: Never have kids." I tell him, tugging out a wipe to clean over her silicone body. "Spoiler Alert: I didn't plan on it."