[Plutexian Mpregger]

Note: I'm making it up as I go along.

Darol noticed, and without hesitation...

"I think you are pregnant." Darol looked at Cliff. "And this whole cell banking thing, is a new thing, and should I, or you, or our potential babies, need something done in the future and it involves an organ transplant, then we can get whatever we need custom-made to suit our bodies. Would you be up for it? I hear the doctors involved are looking for more cells to bank, and they will even keep them for cloning should that be the only option available."

The ambulance then arrived.

"And we are ready to get going now." Darol smiled.