Lorelai and Sookie enter the house. No, Jackson's not there. And no, there's no flurry of activity like what usually happens when there's a newborn in the house. And Sookie? She appears to be a mom just fine, so whatever. And no, the baby's not called Emilio, either. Lorelai talks serious baby talk to Davey, stealing his nose permanently. Sookie says that Davey said his first word the other day, "Ah-oopah." The geeky child-development person in me -- the one who spent a year as a double major in speech disorders -- knows that the baby couldn't have made that sound, because it's a mash of noises baby's mouths don't make that early. But you know, that would be way too geeky for me to point out, even though I just did, accidentally, to explain to you why I shouldn't point it out. Michel interrupts the baby talk to ask the women if he should throw up on the bushes or the grass. Lorelai asks if he likes babies. Michel says he's never been near one, and thought today might be his chance.
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.