Will: Oh, I can't believe this! This is only the most important thing we've ever done together, and you flake out on me? I don't know why that's surprising. You're a flake!
Grace: I am not a flake!
Will: Oh, please. The dinners you blow off, the dry cleaning you forget to pick up, the rent that's late every month, and it's always been this way, Grace. You skipped out on my law school graduation party before I cut the cake. That was a big deal.
Grace: It was carrot cake! That's never a big deal!
Will: But I always let it go, Grace, because it's not like we're making a baby or something. Except this time, we're making a baby!