Paris: Founder's Day punch?
Kirk: Abba Zabbas.
Lorelai: Good morning, Vietnam. [Paris groans] How's everyone feeling today? Terrific. Okay, I got tacos, hard tacos, I got soft tacos, I got fries, curly, straight, and spicy.
Paris: Are you serious?
Lorelai: Trust me. It's the best hangover food on the East Coast.
Kirk: You get a Mars bar? You know, hair of the dog?
Lorelai: Ah, there's pop tarts in the cabinet, Kirk. Coffee'll be up in a minute, grab some water and start hydrating!
Paris: The smell of these tacos is making me nauseous.
Lorelai: No, no, no. That's the quart of Patty's non-FDA-approved Founder's Day punch you drank last night. Eat a taco.