Lorelai: [on the phone] Let's see how her trip has been since the last card. "Dear Lorelai, kicked a dog then punched a gypsy in the groin. Oh, that's nice."
Rory: Mom.
Lorelai: "Complained about the foie gras to a waiter whose yearly pay is less than I spend monthly on silver polish, then kicked another dog."
Rory: Come on.
Lorelai: "Tripped a nun, then burned down an orphanage."
Rory: Sounds like a busy itinerary.
Lorelai: And the sun sets on Apollo. [rips up post card]