Sookie: Your mother is the pickiest woman I have ever catered for. She has impeccable taste, the highest standards, and she can smell an inferior tart a mile away.
Lorelai: Well, depending on how long it's been left out, we all can.
Sookie: You know, she still hasn't called yet.
Lorelai: She will.
Sookie: But she was supposed to call about the details a couple of days ago.
Lorelai: She will, Sookie.
Sookie: But it's coming up and we still don't know if she wants a fish course or a cheese course.
Lorelai: We'll make a fish-cheese combo course just to be sure.
Sookie: Lorelai.
Lorelai: Why do I have to call her?
Sookie: Because technically you're doing the organizing, and I've got batter hands. Oh, ask her about the foie gras. Is it too expected? 'Cause I can make it with a, you know, cherry compote.