Emily: This is either the greatest steak I've ever eaten or I'm so hungry, I'm delirious. Pass the horseradish, please.
Lorelai: I never knew you were a spicy girl.
Emily: Oh, believe me, I can handle my heat. One summer when we were first married your father and I stayed in this little village in Thailand where we spent two weeks eating viciously hot chilies and skinny-dipping.
Lorelai: Stop, Mom.
Emily: Well, you certainly couldn't put your clothes on after eating those things.
Lorelai: Stop it! I like to think of parents the old-fashioned way. In separate bedrooms.