Fate's Infant

'Destiny's Child. What’s that all about?'
'Destiny's Child? That’s about some serious boo—I mean, female self-confidence.'
'No, no, the name!'
'What about it?'
'Why is it Destiny’s Child if there's three of them?'
'Maybe there was only one at first.'
'And the others joined later?'
'That, or they were Siamese triplets.'
'Siamese triplets?'
'You know, surgically separated.'
They don't look like triplets.'
'Well, that's plastic surgery for you. Or maybe they're nonidentical triplets.'
'Nonidentical, Siamese triplets?'
'Hey, it happens!'
'No it doesn't!'
'We should ask their—I mean, its mom.'
'You sure Destiny is a she?'
'Definitely. You don't name a guy after a virtue.'
'She could have called them "Destiny's Daughters". Better yet, "Daughters of Destiny."'
'Nah.'
'What do you mean, "Nah"! It's alliteration, man!'
'Sounds like an all-girl death metal band.'
'All-girl death metal bands rule.'
'I don't know. The raspy, low voices are a bit of a turn-off.'
'You are so last millennium.'
'How did we get to this subject?'
'Waiter!'