You didn't, but they're already dead as wrong about their first born, it's only right that they're wrong about the second one, too.

[Being a choreographer sounded like fun! And incredibly difficult work, all things considered!]

I mean, I'm not going to be disrespectful, but let's just say your parents and I won't ever get along. In part because, as your partner, I'm gonna be your biggest cheerleader.

[There's no room for that bitter negativity shit, okay. There's enough of it that's produced natural, dealing with anything extra is just unnecessary.]