Sun Mote Copse and the irish guy wins the joke.

Liffey couldn't tell if what she'd said had helped her brother or made him more anxious than ever, but he thanked her with a smile that seemed genuine. That was good enough for her. Whether he followed her advice or not, she wanted to do what she could to help him with his situation. She also really wanted to be able to call Wildfire her sister-in-law and to be an Aunt to hers and Eljay's babies. Anything she could do to help that happen, she was on it.

"Well, the first time I really knew was when I started throwing up all the time," Liffey said, wincing a little at the less than pleasant truth, "But prior to that, it was really just a feeling I had. I can't really explain it, I just... knew it, in my heart. I felt pregnant." She smiled again, thinking about how that was a feeling she had now. "But short of that, you have to look for the physical signs. The nausea, the appetite, the mood swings. I actually get really emotional when I'm pregnant over completely random stuff. I cry over just about everything when I'm pregnant."

Ah, was it ever magical.