Emily: You've been pouting and sulking and sighing-
Lorelai: I have not been sighing.
Emily: ...rolling your eyes, mumbling.
Lorelai: Well, that's how I detox.
Emily: Ever since we got here, you've made it your mission to be as miserable as possible.
Lorelai: That's not true.
Emily: It's completely true. And if you don't care about hurting my feelings, maybe you care that you're wasting all your relaxing time acting like a petulant 4-year-old.
Lorelai: I'm sorry.
Emily: Do you want me to try to get myself another room?
Lorelai: No.
Emily: I saw a supply closet down the hall. Maybe my masseur could finish me in there.
Lorelai: Okay, Mom.
Emily: Or perhaps I could roll myself against a stucco wall eliminate the need for a masseur altogether.