Get thee to a nunnery! (Mouth of Pegs)

While looking at herself in the bathroom mirror before going for her morning walk:

Pegs: I don't want to wash my hair before I go work out, but I have to do something about this flip in my hair. I look like the flying nun.

Me (calmly appraising): Yeah, you'd better be careful. The nuns might mistake you for one of them and accidentally induct you into their convent.

Pegs: Well, that is my greatest fear: accidental induction into a nunnery.

Later, after she's brushed out her hair flip:

Pegs: There, all better.

Me: You look great, babe. You'll be the sexiest nun out there.

Pegs: The sexiest pregnant nun.