Rory: You know, there will be food there.
Lorelai: Finger food, a.k.a. "snooty little balls of attitude".
Rory: Oh, boy.
Lorelai: I need real food. Peasant food! Hearty bread, meat, cheese, little pickle chips, a sauce! A special sauce. This is the food that sustains me. This the food-
Rory: Oh, just eat the burger already!
Lorelai: Crabby!
Rory: I'm not crabby.
Lorelai: I didn't even get to finish my special sauce speech!