Miss Patty: One, two, three. It's a waltz, ladies. Susie, do you have to tinkle? Then uncross your legs, darling. Oh, Rory, good. I think I found a job for your male friend.
Lorelai: What male friend?
Miss Patty: They need a stock boy at the supermarket. I already talked to Taylor Doose about him. You just send him around tomorrow.
Rory: Okay, thanks.
Lorelai: What male friend?
Miss Patty: Oh, he's very cute. You have good taste. [to her students] Hands in the air, not in the nose.