Sookie: Rhiana, run it through the sieve again, I want it smooth as glass. Don't cut corners, people!
Lorelai: Is she melting down?
Michel: Like butter on a skillet.
Lorelai: Sookie... Just a sec, hon.
Sookie: How's your love life, Pete? A little frustrated, I bet. Wondering how I know that? 'cause you're taking it out on my egg whites. Gently, fold them gently. Cheryl, you're slicing not dicing, I can hear it in the chop. Adjust, my friend.
Lorelai: Sookie, whoa... Hey, let's talk.
Sookie: I'm extremely lacking in time here.
Lorelai: What's going on?
Sookie: Chaos? A travesty of cooking? It's a salmonella laboratory in here!