Scaramouche stares at you, his mouth agape.

"Love- you can't possibly want a mango shake with soy sauce and chili sauce mixed in...Do you wanna get poisoned?!"

He knows that pregnancy cravings can be unusual but this is just past his limit. Scaramouche looks at you mildly concerned, perhaps scared for your sanity. Granted he did expect this, yesterday you just asked him for fish and orange pasta. But what the hell is this?? What's he supposed to do, are you even serious?