Lorelai: So tell me about this Logan.
Rory: It's three degrees out here.
Lorelai: Uh, as of tonight my father knows way more personal dish about you than I do. That's not right or fair. He doesn't get as much enjoyment out of the dish as I do. For him the dish is always half empty.
Rory: You're just talking to keep yourself warm, aren't you?
Lorelai: What is the deal with this guy? Are you dating?
Rory: No, we're not dating. He's just a friend.
Lorelai: How close? For example, if we freeze to death will he come to the funeral or just send a nice fruit basket?