Richard: We always go to the Vineyard at this time of year.
Lorelai: You could break the chain, Dad. Go to Paris.
Rory: Yes, Paris.
Lorelai: Impressionism, poodles...
Rory: Creme brulee.
Lorelai: Oh, that's great.
Richard: Impossible.
Lorelai: Pourquoi? French.
Emily: We only go to Europe in the fall.
Lorelai: You know, Mom, I heard a rumor Europe's still there in spring.
Rory: I heard it, too.
Emily: We know it's there in the spring. But we never go then because we always go in the fall.
Lorelai: It's getting a bit too Lewis Carroll for me.