Rory: We should open a window, shouldn't we?
Lane: It's freezing outside.
Rory: Yeah, but the bleach is gonna stink up the whole house.
Lane: Let it. Let it be the first clue that something's happened for when my mom gets home. Let the thick smell of bleach meet her at the doorway like a force that'll usher her into the next chapter of Lane Kim's life. The smell of bleach is the smell of freedom!
Rory: You're very dramatic today.