Paris: According to the papers, there's been a huge increase in the number of families fleeing the major cities in favor of small towns. Hundreds of thousands of city-slicking yuppies carting the trophy wife and the asthmatic kids off to small towns in search of the simple life. Milk a cow, pet a pig, find yourself. All that kind of crap.
Rory: Interesting.
Paris: Yes, and I thought about it. There's a romantic aspect to small towns. White picket fences, low crime rate, smaller classrooms, better tomatoes. It all seems perfect.
Rory: But...
Paris: But nothing is perfect. Nothing is safe. Nothing is ever what it seems. And then it hit me. Our story. We're going to blow the lid off the seedy underbelly of small-town life, starting with yours.
Rory: Stars Hollow?
Paris: Yes.
Rory: You're going to uncover the seedy underbelly of Stars Hollow?
Paris: Yes.
Rory: Paris, wtars Hollow doesn't have a seedy underbelly. We don't even have a meter maid.
Paris: Look, you may be blind to it because you live there but, trust me, it's there and it's ugly, and I'm going to find it. I'll meet you out front after school.