#i don't think we'll see that conversation with all the kiddos cos it seems kinda pointless

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Courtney: What’s the matter? Oscar: Nothing. Courtney: Nu-uh, you’re moping-.. did someone eat your leftovers again? Oscar: [scoffs] Please, like I don’t have a secret hiding spot by now. Courtney: Tell meeeee. Oscar: I’m fine! Courtney: I will not be lied to, Mr Finch. Oscar: Incorrigible wench! Let me mope in peace. Courtney: Nope, gimmie the beans! [involuntary snort laughs] Oscar: Okay, okay! Courtney: Beans. Oscar: [sighs] Ivan n’ Frankie are trying for a baby. Courtney: Oh my god-.. so soon? Oscar: Right? It’s so impulsive, I love it… Courtney: But, you’re jealous? Oscar: I know, I’m sorry! It’s just-.. the kids are growing up so fast and I miss my chubby lil babies, y’know? When everything they did was cute n’ innocent and they couldn’t get enough cuddles, and-… Courtney: Pee and poop and cry and throw up. Oscar: They still do that now! Courtney: Much less frequently though. Oscar: Yeah, I guess… Robin: Weren’t you going to foster? [Oscar and Courtney exchanged a confused glance before looking up at Robin] Courtney: I don’t remember us mentioning that..? Oscar: We must’ve. Robin: Maybe I just overheard you guys or something… Courtney: You and those ears! Robin: Seriously though, why don’t you? Courtney: I suppose we could take a proper look into it-.. but it’s nice to know you’re on board. Oscar: We’d have to see what the rest of the gremlins think first… Robin: I just think you’d be good at it. Oscar: Alright, Eavesdropper McGee-.. what’re you buttering us up for? Robin: [laughs] I mean it! But.. can I stay at Aster’s tomorrow night?