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Michel sighed, another day, another long day with terribly annoying people to deal with. But getting the pay check at the end of each month made it worthwhile. The phone rang. Oh I suppose I should answer that, he thought.

"Dragonfly Inn, Michel speaking,"

"Mhmm, Mhmm, Mhmm, yes, yes, Mhmm, booking for the 21st? Okay we are looking forward to seeing you, goodbye."

"Annoying people, oh I wish I was back to the good old days in France as a little boy," Michel spoke aloud.

"Well Michel, why don't you go back there? Lorelai asked as she walked up to the desk.

"I am actually going back for a few weeks on my holidays that are coming up," Michel replied.

"Oh, good for you Michel, I am sure you will have fun with other funny-speaking French people." Lorelai laughed.

"Ohh, how very funny, now go away," Michel grumbled.

8 WEEKS LATER … (After Michel has been to France)

Lorelai was staring at the desk at the inn, today Michel was coming back – thank god. Ridiculous as it may sound, the inn needed him. She walked into the kitchen, "Suki, Suki I need coffee," Lorelai yelled.

"Coming right up," Suki replied.

Lorelai walked around the corner and found Suki viciously attacking a Zucchini with a knife. "Suki, are you alright," Lorelai nervously asked.

"Oh, I am fine, I am completely fine, just perfect."

"PAULO COULD YOU CUT THOSE DAMN CARROTS?"

"Oh – Okay, we need to get you out of here," Lorelai hastily dragged Suki out of the kitchen, "Come on Suki, tell me what's wrong?"

"It is – you know how I am pregnant, well I just found I am having triplets, and I don't want triplets I already have two kids and they need attention as well and oh my god what if they are all boys and I don't want to have them because I don't want five kids, forget Jackson's 'four in four' cos I'm having five in four," Suki jabbered.

"Triplets- wow, TRIPLE WOW – WOW, Suki this is so good, don't panic, its not like you can change it!"

Suddenly out of nowhere, Michel appeared.

"Hello ladies, fresh from Paris I am, there is someone I would like you to meet – my girlfriend –

A woman walked into the room.

"Oh my god," Lorelai exasperated, "Sherry?"

To be continued …