[Ashley and George are in Amy's room, and Ashley is reading Amy's journal]
Ashley Juergens: [reads aloud] You were the full moon at midnight, sending the sweetness of light into my cup of tea.
Ashley Juergens: Uh, she's not having sex.
George Juergens: Are you sure?
Ashley Juergens: Well, not *good* sex.
George Juergens: What do you know about that? Good sex?
Ashley Juergens: Dad, I know poetry and I know a cup of tea doesn't represent good sex. I don't think they're even hugging.
George Juergens: I think it's time you and me have a talk.
Ashley Juergens: Oh, Dad, please, this isn't the sex talk, right?
George Juergens: Of course it's the sex talk. I figure if I have the sex talk with you, maybe you won't want to have sex.
Ashley Juergens: Probably not.
George Juergens: Okay, this is all you need to know...
Ashley Juergens: [interrupts] Dad, I have internet access and a pregnant sister. I know where babies come from.