I am your boss and you're one of my many employees. It appears I am expecting and all of you threw me the most lovely offspring shower. How nice of you! Except now I've got you in my office and I'm telling you the truth: I'm not really pregnant. I actually have an insatiable appetite for tiny men. You call my bluff and I give you the magic concoction to shrink you to morsel size. You take it, thinking I'm crazy, but then realize I am telling the truth. I shrink men and eat them for fun! Guess I'm not really pregnant after all, am I. I'll be returning all those gifts for cash, but not before I swallow you whole. Get over here.