Lorelai: [on the phone]Everyone knows. They can see it in my face. "She's single again. She couldn't make it work again. She picked the wrong guy again." Hey, do not lick yourself in front of me.
Rory: Mom, I need you to get a grip. You're tired, you're stressed out, and you're not seeing things clearly.
Lorelai: Oh, my God!
Rory: What?
Lorelai: There are two of them. They're not even easing me into this, those bastards.
Rory: I give up.
Lorelai: I guess I need to start collecting newspapers and magazines, find a blue bathrobe, lose my front teeth.
Rory: Well, obviously, you've got a busy day ahead of you, so I'm gonna let you go.
Lorelai: Yarn balls. I need to find some yarn balls.
Rory: Bye.
Lorelai: [to the cats] Hey, I am a young, desirable woman.