Rory: Tomorrow.
Lane: Wow.
Rory: Yep.
Lane: All three of them, huh?
Rory: "Double, double, toil and trouble."
Lane: Well, it should make for an interesting afternoon.
Rory: "With the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes."
Lane: You're doing well in Shakespeare class?
Rory: Not bad.

Lorelai: Okay, here. With these tickets, you're about to enter sacred space. You will be treading on hallowed ground. You will be walking like an Egyptian.
Rory: Mom.
Lorelai: Take them. Oh, you're gonna have a great time. The Bangles are the best! They were my favorite group in high school. I almost named you Susanna. The day I found out you had no musical talent at all was the saddest day of my life.
Rory: I'm sorry.
Lorelai: Well, you say that now.

Lorelai: Now, we have four tickets to the show tonight.
Rory: Yes, we do.
Lorelai: What if I give them to you?
Rory: What are you talking about?
Lorelai: Seems like you guys have a bonding thing going on in there. It might be fun.
Rory: What about you?
Lorelai: You and I have bonded already. If we bond any further, we'll be permanently fused together.