Lorelai: Oh, I'm desperate for those mats.
Michel: I had been working on the mats but you asked me to shovel the snow. And now I have a blister, a muscle spasm and a neck crick and I have a date tonight, and a crick will cramp my kissing move.
Lorelai: Well, I appreciate your effort.
Michel: Are you being sarcastic?
Lorelai: Just a tiny bit.
Michel: You know that I am light-boned and cannot take physical exertion. I work with my mind.