Lorelai: Oh, Jess, let me give you a little advice. The whole "my parents don't get me" thing, I've been there.
Jess: You have?
Lorelai: Yes, I have. I've also done the "chip on my shoulder" bit. Ooh, and the surly, sarcastic "the world can bite my ass" bit. And let me tell you, I mastered them all. In heels, yet. And everything you're feeling might be totally justified. Maybe you are getting screwed. But... Luke is a great guy. He's very special. And he really wants to take care of you and make things right for you. You're incredibly lucky to have him. If you give this situation half a chance, you might be surprised at how good it can be. How much you like living here, and how comfortable it feels to have someone like Luke you can really depend on.
Jess: What? Are you sleeping with him or something?
Lorelai: Excuse me?
Jess: I don't know. The whole starry-eyed "you're so much better off, just give it a chance" speech. You're either really naive or you're getting some.
Lorelai: Oh, there have been very few moments in my life where I've actually wished I had one of those enormous cream pies you can smash in someone's face, but this is definitely one of them.
Jess: Well, now that's not very neighborly.
Lorelai: You know what? This is my house. I choose how I get talked to in it. Ha ha.
Jess: You know, you don't know anything about me, or my life, or my mom, or Luke. So why don't you Dr. Laura someone else?
Lorelai: I'm going inside. Stay out of my fridge.