Lorelai: Michel, I have to go out for a little while. Cover the desk for me.
Michel: Hmm.
Lorelai: What?
Michel: I mean, I'll say I'll cover the desk but how will you know if I'm actually doing it?
Lorelai: Michel, I trust you.
Michel: It's just as possible I say I'll cover the desk and the moment you stepped away, I'll put some fruit on my head and join a conga line somewhere.
Lorelai: I believe you looked for the bracelet.
Michel: And while I am shaking it to the Miami Sound Machine the phones here, they would ring and ring, and no one to answer, no one to assist.
Lorelai: Okay. Bye.