7-year-old girl:
But if she was eighteen and pregnant, why wouldn't she just get an abortion?
Father [after a pause where he weighs how to reply]:
Good question!
Me:
[body starts rotating like a drill, slowly coiling down into itself until it is flat to the ground, then shoots up into the sky like a firework and explodes, spelling out the word "THE FUTURE IS NOW!" before fluttering delicately to the ground in glimmer shards]