"What?" he asked. "Which part?"
She pointed to the condom, unwrapped and unused, sitting there on the coffee table. "That," Susan said.
"Oh, that. Hmmm - I don't know," he said. "I suppose it was. At least, it wasn't very well thought through." He began buttoning his shirt.
"Interesting," she said. She watched him as he got dressed. "And there was another thing too," she said. "I wanted to mention this. I seem to be pregnant."
He turned to her. "Really?" he asked.
"Really," she said.
They sat there for a few moments. The boss's clock ticked away.
"Now, would you say that was a mistake?" she asked him.