The stork just brought them the babies! He's tying to find a way to interject and politely ask to use their powder room. It was a rough flight for him, what with the handle coming off the basket and his clothes falling off, and he'd really just like to get out of the front yard where everyone can see him. But the parents are all, "Babies, babies, blahblahblah..." These new parents always have a one-track mind.