Lorelai: Why didn't you dance with him?
Emily: I don't feel like dancing right now. Besides, I have no idea how one dances to cowboy music.
Lorelai: You want to dance with me? We could slap our knees, shout "yee-haw."

Mia: It's hard for me to think of little Rory with a boyfriend.
Emily: She's not so little anymore.
Mia: No. I just hope she doesn't get her heart broken.
Emily: I can assure you, if anyone does any heartbreaking, it will be Rory.
Mia: Probably.
Emily: Definitely. She's such a smart, confident young woman. She's really amazing -- witty, charming, valedictorian in high school, editor of the college paper.
Mia: Sounds like she'll have her pick of jobs at newspapers all over the country.
Emily: Rory will be fine.
Mia: Well, you would know.

Emily: Why did they misspell happiness?
Lorelai: Well, we'll find out. There's your boyfriend, Mom.
Rory: Who?
Emily: He's not my boyfriend.
Lorelai: Will Smith. Mom has a thing for him.
Rory: You like Will Smith?
Emily: I think that he's very charming.
Rory: That's all right.