You're...what? [Kali]

[Sett Richmond]

[A/N: This thread takes place a few days after the 19th]

Kali and Sett had bonded over the past few months and their relationship had gone beyond employer and employee. It had gone to the point where their conversations could make no sense at all but they would still continue on with it. And there were practically no boundaries anymore.

That exact attitude was what got him to smirk at Kali after she left the bathroom after seventeen times that night. "Hey Kals, got irritable bowel syndrome?" He asked with a chuckle, wiping down the counter as he waved to a newcomer who went to a booth. "Welcome to Kali's." He announced obnoxiously.

[Kali Caraway]

Maybe it was a silly expectation of hers, but Kali had hoped that after she had realized the reason behind her constant sickness, it would stop. That, sadly, was not so. It was 'morning' sickness because of the fetus inside her womb, but the knowledge of that alone was not enough to just magically fix it. So she still got sick after everything she ate and puked up. She had an appointment for a cooter doctor in a few days--it was the closest appointment she could get--and she would just have to wait it out until then and do the best she can.

After coming out of the bathroom again, Sett shot her a question, to which she slapped him on the arm. "I do not have IBS, jerkface." She hadn't told any of her employees because...well she didn't really know how. Kali was the last one anyone would have guessed to get pregnant simply because she had no time for sex. So...really it was all Sett's fault, because on that fateful night, he had ordered her to take the night off. If she hadn't taken the night off, she never would have slept with Mason.

She suddenly punched him in the arm with this realization in mind. "UG! This is all your fault!"

[Sett Richmond]

Sett laughed at Kali's expression and response, letting her smack and punch him. It wasn't like she was doing any damage.

"Don't blame me for your bowel movements, Kali. I'm not the one handling the food." He chuckled, stacking up the glasses on the shelf behind him.

[Kali Caraway]

She glared at him darkly for a long moment before she went to tend to the customer seated at the booth, since Sett obviously wasn't going to do it. They wanted some muffins and coffee. Kali went back behind the counter and started to prepare the drink before she remembered she was mad at Sett and she picked up one of the towels she uses to keep the coffee machine clean and threw it at him.

"It is all your fault! You made me go home that night!" She was probably aware that he had no idea what she was talking about, but rational behavior had taken a backseat to holy-shit-I-am-going-to-have-a-baby.

[Sett Richmond]

Sett, as Kali had mentally pointed out, had no clue whatsoever why Kali was so strung out. And blaming him for being strung out. "Whoa there, girlie. Chill your arse." He laughed but he was still wondering what he had done wrong.

"What..." he started when she blamed him for making her leave that night. What had that got anything to do with what they were saying?

"Kali, come sit. We'll be right with you!" Sett waved to the customers who waved back.

"What the hell's going on?"

[Kali Caraway]

Kali was frustrated because of the entire situation, but also because she hadn't told anyone except for Yulia, who was there when she found out in the first place. She drew in a deep breath and made herself a drink of water and sat down as Sett more or less ordered her--they were good friends so he could get away with it--and sighed again.

"It was in like late August...right? I don't even remember. You forced me to go home. I was bored so I went out...ended up back here, drinking with one of my brother's friends. He was obscenely drunk. We went home." She took a few drafts of water before she glared back at Sett.

"And it never would have happened if you hadn't made me go home! I told it was a bad idea! I told you, I told you, I told you!"

[Sett Richmond]

Sett was dense. Anyone who really knew him would know that. But as Kali spoke, Sett began to connect the dots and he didn't know whether to laugh or to wince when he finally got what Kali was trying to say.

"Whoa...Kal..." he started, rubbing her back in a form of consolation but he knew it wouldn't make any difference. His employer was possibly pregnant. Nothing could possibly console her right now.

"Um...so..." he was at a loss for words as he filled the glass with water. "Keep drinking?"

[Kali Caraway]

She gave him the blankest look she could possibly muster at this time. Sett was so...Sett. She rubbed her brow for a moment and drained the rest of her water before she looked at him. "Yeah so now I have to figure out how to raise a freakin' baby and run this place." She ran her fingers through her hair and exhaled a lungful.

"I haven't been able to keep down a meal in weeks. I'm freaking out. What do I do?" Sett was the wrong person to ask her, but she needed to ask someone. She was still too freaked out to call her mom, because her mom would probably pack up and move to Pilot Ridge to take care of her. Which really wouldn't be too bad...but Kali wasn't ready to be babied by her mother--and deal with her father--she just really wasn't ready for this entire situation but it was only going to get worse from here on in.

[Sett Richmond]

Sett really was the worst person to ask for any kind of advice. The irony of the situation didn't elude the bartender as he tried to look for a way to help his friend.

"Well, okay. The business part of this, you shouldn't worry. We'll just get more employees, let them run things from here on out. So you can just concentrate on the baby. I...you can talk to..." Sett scrambled his brains to think of who this woman could talk to about these womanly things. Maybe Sakhmet? Sure, she wasn't a mother but she was a woman. And women usually knew more women and...that was where Sett's train of thoughts ended up.

"You could talk to my mom? Or...my sister? I mean...I'm sure she's got friends who've been pregnant." Sett said callously. "Maybe for now you get someone who's been with you the longest to help run the cafe for awhile. At least until you can get back on your feet."

[Kali Caraway]

Kali leaned back in the chair, her hands folding on top of her stomach. Nothing appearance wise had changed--that she had noticed. She listened to what he had said and nodded a little. She would have to pick up at least one other employee to cover her shifts, and the managerial duties she had to do. Such as accounting and filing, and buying more stock and whatnot--the boring stuff. She could probably do it all from home though...so she might just need to get someone to part time help Sett behind the bar, and probably another clerk behind the counter on the weekday rushes. She scratched thoughtfully at her chin as she thought about it.

The talking to women thing he brought up as a pretty smart idea, though he lost any and all credit because of how he worded it. "Yeah I could probably...should call my mom first though. If she finds out she wasn't the first person to know, she'll probably smack me into next week." Kali was only exaggerating a little bit. She leaned forward and looked sideways at Sett.

"These next three or four months will be the easier part of the pregnancy. As soon as this damn barfing phase is over, that is. I'll have time to get ready and everything later..." Kali hadn't really started to iron out the details about it because she was still in the shocked/freaking out phase. Though now that she was actually talking about it, it wasn't SO bad.

"Oh and I should probably tell Mason too," she tacked on as an afterthought.

[Sett Richmond]

Sett laughed at Kali's description of her mother's anger. To date, his mother had only reprimanded him once when he broke an ancient urn at a construction site back in Egypt. His parents were far too laidback to ever "smack [any of them] into next week".

As Kali thought of what she could accomplish from home, Sett wondered what he could do to make her job any easier. He could definitely deal with the stocking up himself. If Kali wanted to do the accounts and filing, that was certainly no skin off his back. He would voice out his opinions later.

When she mentioned Mason, Sett scrambled his brains to remember who Mason was before coming to a conclusion that it couldn't be any number of Kali's brothers so that meant Mason was either a friend or...the father of the baby. "Is that the father of the baby?" Sett asked dumbly as he rustled up two muffins on to a plate before grabbing two mugs for coffee.

"Lemme go and send these to them." He squeezed Kali's arm reassuringly before sending the tray of ordered goods to the customer, hurrying back and leaning against the wall facing Kali. "So Mason is the guy you were with that night? Is he the one with exceptionally shiny hair?"

[Kali Caraway]

Kali's mother was raised on a farm in the Midwest, her father was raised on a farm in the South. They both had a healthy understanding of the importance of physical punishment--all of the Caraway siblings were disciplined when they did bad things when they were little but after each kid passed the age of six, they were only threatened with the belt. The threat was enough though, because the painful memories were there.

"Yeah, he is the father. I mean I haven't had sex with anyone, and I mean anyone other than him for like a year and some." She flapped her hand at that though. Sett knew about her lack of night life. "The kicker here is that Mason....is Sam's best friend. Sam, my brother that is seven years older than me." She smiled ruefully for a moment and the groaned. He was going to flip a shit when she told him.

While he went and took care of the customer, Kali drank a little more of the water Sett refilled. Now that her brain was starting to wrap around the idea that she had a baby growing inside of her, she was starting to be able to really think about how she was going to deal with it. She wasn't worried about it financially. She made enough money to compensate for baby expenses. Her health insurance covered children, and her parents would probably be excruciatingly generous about donations.

"Uh yeah. Prehensile Hair I think they call it," Kali answered his question absently, she hadn't yet noticed his return. "It is pretty shiny." She snorted a little and then looked at Sett with a small smile. "You are the first person I told. I'd like you to keep it to yourself before I can figure some more things out. That something you could do?" Elsewise she'd actually hit him or something. Before she was just letting her frustration out.