Emily: You're here.
Lorelai: I'm here!
Emily: You're 37 minutes late, but you're here.
Lorelai: Uh... traffic.
Emily: It's Sunday morning, Lorelai. The roads are empty.
Lorelai: Will you let me finish, Mom? Traffic cones everywhere. I mean, you wouldn't believe it. It's like a crazy obstacle course out there. It's a miracle I survived. Maybe we should do this another day when I'm less stressed from the traffic-cone dodging.