On Dressing like a Boy

Servicing Guy + Servicing Lady + Pregnant Servicing Lady + Copywriter conversing at work

Servicing Lady: She needs an intervention. She said something like “I like dressing like a boy and I'm totally loving confusing my sex right now" yesterday.
Servicing Guy: Why?
Copywriter: Someone tried to grope her when she was in a rickshaw a few days ago.
Pregnant Servicing Lady: What? That doesn’t happen.
Copywriter: Well…it happened to her!
Pregnant Servicing Lady: What? Really? It’s never happened to me.
Servicing Guy: You’re just not that hot.
Pregnant Servicing Lady: Maybe not right now.
Everyone: *awkward silence*
Pregnant Servicing Lady making a comeback: But mine are bigger. Right now.
Everyone: *awkward silence*

End of Conversation

What the Servicing Guy forgot to say: Yeah. But not bigger than your tummy.