Lorelai: Ah, how can you possibly say she looked better with the dark hair?
Rory: She did. The blonde just seemed like she was trying to be her sister.
Lorelai: The dark hair makes it look like she's trying too hard not to look like her sister, plus she does not have the nose for dark hair.
Rory: What does that mean?
Lorelai: Dark hair is like a giant light-up arrow pointing to what is wrong with you. Blond hair, it all sort of blends in in a haze of beige.
Rory: Nuts, you're nuts.
Lorelai: You're double nuts!
Emily: All right, that's it. No more spaghetti and meatballs. Musepa, come get these plates.
Lorelai: Mom!
Emily: Every time we have spaghetti and meatballs, you fight.
Lorelai: No, no, we're not fighting. We're just, uh, bonding.