Lorelai brought pastries for everyone, but Michel thinks that sitting alone outside eating a pastry might be too depressing, even for him. He asks to start the meeting. Lorelai says that the Dragonfly is officially demo-ed, to the point that it doesn't look like it could ever be a pretty inn. Michel complains about the "big, flying things" out on the porch. Bruce enters, and we learn that she's also a lactation specialist. Lorleai and Michel both simultaneously make amusing responses. We find out that the home birth was "amazing to watch." Really, Lorelai? We wouldn't know. Thanks for the one-word description of life. Bruce asks if Lorelai was the one talking baby talk. Bruce believes, as does my mother, that children should never be talked down to using cutsey-wootsie baby talk. Bruce says it stunts a child's language acquisition. You might disagree because you love your wittle bundle of wowsie-powsie, but Mom always talked to me like I was an actual person. I learned my alphabet at thirteen months and was reading books just after a year later. Hard to argue with that, I guess. I've only recently started meeting babies, since my friends are all about that age now, and I had no idea what thirteen months looks like. I spent some time with a thirteen-month-old the other day. They're small. Yep, you heard it hear first. Babies are tiny. And they aren't the best conversationalists, even when you're chatting with them like tiny people, as Lorelai does to Davey after her scolding from Bruce. Bruce leaves to return in five minutes, and Sookie tells Lorelai that Bruce also volunteers her services for needy people. "It's okay," Lorelai giggles, as if Sookie was apologizing. Michel freaks out a little more about the bugs on the porch. Lorelai holds an imaginary conversation with Davey until Bruce comes back into the room. Michel gets attacked by "green things," and runs around the porch. Bruce tells Sookie it's time to feed. Lorelai declares this to have been a very productive meeting.