Tomoya: Nagisa, what's wrong?!
Sanae: Are you okay?
Nagisa: Sorry, guys. Just a little nauseous.
Akio: Nauseous, huh? What are you pregnant or something? -laughs-
Tomoya: Don't joke about that!
Akio: Hit a soft spot, huh? Sorry kid, if you had any balls, she'd have a bun in the oven already.
Sanae: She does. We just found out.
Tomoya, Akio: Huh?
Sanae: I'm not talking about baking.
Akio: Wait, you mean...
Sanae: Nagisa and Tomoya are having a child. Congratulations.
Akio: Wait, Sanae! When you say they're having a child, you mean a stork came to visit them, or they picked it up in a cabbage patch, or a fairy godmother granted their wish or something?!
Nagisa: N-No, Dad. That's not how it works. Tomoya and I are married now, so we... uh...
Tomoya: -in his head- What? Nagisa, no. Don't say it.
Nagisa: We have sex and sex makes babies!
Tomoya: -in his head- It takes a special kind of girl to say that to her parents. Actually, it takes a special kind of human to say that at all. You're one in a million, Nagisa.
Sanae: She hasn't had her period in two months. I think it's safe to say that this is for real.
Tomoya: Uh...
Akio: Little creep! You're dead... I mean, congratulations, kid.
Tomoya: Uh... T-Thanks...