Jess: So, where do you want to go?
Rory: I don't know. I don't know the area that well.
Jess: You live here.
Rory: I know, but Hartford's still a mystery. Even when I went to Chilton, I got right on the bus and headed home. So I don't even have any old high school hangouts to revisit. And these days, I've just been eating here.
Jess: Well, I just prefer not going someplace that has food in the title.
Rory: Meaning...
Jess: Olive, chili, soup. No gardens. No plantations.

Lorelai: Cool. Wow. They could make a movie about this someday. You know, the reluctant, handsome diner owner sponsoring a team that goes all the way to the national finals, and you know who would play you?
Luke: Who?
Lorelai: Toby Maguire!
Luke: He's way younger than me.
Lorelai: But his career is hot. Go with Toby.
Luke: What about that Vito Morgenstern?
Lorelai: Sure. Or Viggo Mortensen.
Luke: Oh.
Lorelai: Or Donald Sutherland.
Luke: Too old.
Lorelai: We'll dye his hair.
Luke: He's got jowls.
Lorelai: You're picky.

Luke: Do you want to know the problem here?
Lorelai: Actually, no. I don't like problems. I avoid them when I can, and I don't like people pointing them out to me.