Follicle: Well, my part is already over for this cycle, right? So I can.
Sperm: Um, I'm kind of new here. I didn't see an agenda. Can I share with someone?
Egg: Oh, hello Sperm. Good of you to join us. Yes, here, share mine. You will need to get very close, though. Very close indeed.
Egg: Well, that's what we're trying to get to. We need to decide what to do this month. We have a guest speaker today. The human we inhabit wants to make an appeal. Should we all listen to her first? Then we can decide?
Muffled Charlie Brown sounds coming from outside the uterine area:
Wwahh Mwah wah waaaaah Baby waaah Mwaaah Good Parents Waaaah Mwaaah MUST BREED SO FUCKING WELL GET IT TOGETHER YOU LOT.
Egg: Ok, I think we'll end it there. She's clearly excitable.
Corpus Luteum: She sounds highly unstable.
Progesterone: Oh, nobody cares about your opinion. Will you just keep up your end of the bargain, please? I'm depending on you to keep me alive, not make judgments on the human.
Corpus Luteum: Well, then you should be nicer to me.
Egg: I think she's nice. I've been hanging out with her for the past 35 years. She's really ok. A little odd, but she's harmless.
Sperm: Well, I can tell you that the guy I've been with is kind of weird himself. I don't know about those two.
Egg: Well. Mine reads Dickens.
Sperm: Mine watches Nascar and UFC.
Egg: Oh. Well. That could make a child well-rounded, no?
Sperm: I don't really know what that means. Is there any food here? Do you all have Nachos and Monster Energy drinks here? That's my favorite.
Egg: Erm, no. We have hummus and pita. And salad.
Sperm: What's salad?
Progesterone: Look, should we lay out the cases for and against, and just take a vote?
Sperm: Say, there's like a million of me. How many votes do I get?
....and so it goes. On and on, for two weeks. How it ends, nobody knows...