I'm telling you...

"I'm telling you Ross, nothings wrong!"
"Oh, come on Rach. We dated for a year, I can tell when you're upset. Why can't you just tell me what's bothering you?"
"Because, because it involves you!"
"How does it involve me?"
"Okay, maybe you should sit down." You say calmly. He does so and gives you a weird look. "Okay Ross, I, I'm... remeber about three weeks ago? After we got home for the beach and we were back together? Remember what we did in my room?" Ross nods slowly. " Well, I'm pregnant and it's yours!"
Ross looks at you in shock. "Have you, you told anyone else?"

"Ummm... yeah. I've already told Monica and Pheebs."
"No! I had to tell you first!"