Rory: [on the phone] I was at the corner of Bark and Cheese today.
Lorelai: Bark and Cheese? Really?
Rory: And it's exactly the same.
Lorelai: Exactly the same? Was there a tiny, little Italian dog in a basket barking the whole time you were there?
Rory: Not this time, but I definitely had flashbacks.
Lorelai: And did you have a nice piece of cheese with your coffee?
Rory: I still say I said the correct word for "cream" in Italian. I even pointed at my coffee when I asked for it. How could I be asking for cheese?
Lorelai: But cheese you were brought.
Rory: Stinky cheese. The worst, don't forget.
Lorelai: That you proceeded to eat.
Rory: Because I hate people who make mistakes when they order, especially in a foreign country, and then make a big to-do when they get the wrong thing. Ugly Americans. Yuck.
Lorelai: Aha! You admit it was a mistake. You did say "cheese."
Rory: I know French, a bit of Spanish, but my Italian, not so good.
Lorelai: Being trilingual is plenty for a young lady.