Logan: [on the phone] Move in with me. Paris' place is a hole anyway. I never liked that you lived there. And that doo-wop group downstairs, I don't think they're an honest-to-goodness singing group.
Rory: Logan, that's really sweet, but I can't move in with you.
Logan: Why not? You're here half the time anyway. You've already got two dresser drawers, and right now, for a limited time, I'll throw in three more drawers and a set of ginsu knives.
Rory: Really?
Logan: No. I have no idea where to get ginsu knives.