Emily: Where's Luke? I hope he didn't get lost somewhere.
Lorelai: Oh, no, I'm sure he's just sizing up how much silver he can stuff into his pockets without it making too much of a bulge.
Emily: I was not insinuating that he was a thief.
Lorelai: Ah.
Emily: I was just making small, polite talk. That's what you do at parties. My commenting on his getting lost was in no way a swipe.
Lorelai: I'm sorry, I forgot. Luke went to get a beer. Take it. Come on, Mom, it's all about timing. You know that.
Emily: Well, it seems congratulations are in order.
Lorelai: Well, that wasn't exactly congratulations, but, sure, close enough.