Soulmate

We were having dinner this evening, me and my friends' kids. There are three of them, all between the ages of three and six.

"Are you going to a house with no babies now?" the baby asks me suddenly in the middle of his spinach.

"Yes," I tell him. "In a few days I'll go back home."

"That's OK, baybloo," their mother laughs in the background. "In a little while, KK bhai will have babies of his own."

"Yes," his five-year old brother pipes in. "But first he needs to find someone who can lay the eggs with the babies."

Right.