Peter, taking a cue from Saigon, goes apartment hunting with Amina to get a place of their own, and while they look, Amina points out that one of the rooms would make a nice baby nursery. Oh, right. Kids. That’s something you discuss when you’re getting married sometimes.
“I can’t even think about another kid, I can barely take care of the ones I have,” he explains. Amina is shocked when he freaks out about this.
“Peter’s got me looking so crazy,” she says. “Did he really think I wouldn’t want a family?”
“If he’s getting cold feet, then fine. Go freeze yourself to death. By yourself.”