Deer in the headlights

So, I still don't know if I can tell this story so that it's funny to anyone who wasn't there, but I'll try. I was visiting the Walkers, and J and I were discussing if it is possible to know if the baby you're pregnant with is a boy or a girl without an ultrasound. J said that she certainly knew. When she was pregnant with E, she said, she was constantly calling C over to look at cute frilly dresses, and she wasn't interested at all in boy's clothes.
So, I asked C if he knew that his baby would be a girl. He told me he had no idea, then added, "And whenever J would call me over, I'd just pretend to be as excited about the dresses because I knew she was sensitive and I didn't want to upset her."
He role-played: "'C, come over here and see this dress!' 'Oh, that's really nice, sweetie.' (thinking) darn it, she knows I didn't mean it. Oh dear, what's going to happen now. 'No, I really do like it' J just stares at me, so I give her the deer in the headlights look." C then did a very good impression of a deer in the headlights. He continued, "Deer in the headlights isn't working, OK, play dead."
Then J jumped in, imitating C, "Maybe, if I stand really still, she won't see me." C stood stock still with his arms by his sides, and J gave him the most convincing sensitive pregnant woman look and with the perfect tone of voice, said, "What are you doing? You don't like the dress. Why do you have to be so insensitive?"