"...I" Tiffaney paused as she was certain that she had misheard. Wide eyed she couldn't believe someone wanted her to marry at all.
"I am sorry did you say marriage?"
"Yes, I have an ungrateful boy who is looking for a partner to have thirty-three kids."
Certain that she misheard this, Tiffaney waited until the lady continued before forming an opinion.
"His father and I tried for three hundred ourselves. Not as much of his father in him though so three dozen is pushing it."
Tiffaney feared that this was not an exaggeration. While she did fine in biology, she was no zoologist, she hoped this was a case of different species.
"Well, I have a baby girl who only wants two, if that's what you preferer. Do know that she is much older than you. Three centuries at least, but don't worry she has at least two hundred years of childbearing years left."
