Rory: Hey, do you think Grandpa knew about it?
Lorelai: About Christopher coming?
Rory: Do you think he planned it with Grandma?
Lorelai: Look how panicked you are. No, honey, honestly, the whole thing reeks of Emily. I mean, not that I think he would have discouraged it, but I'm pretty sure she's the one who poisoned the apple and gave it to Dopey to bring to the party.

Sookie: [answers phone] Hello?
Michel: I heard a noise in the kitchen.
Sookie: What kind of noise?
Michel: A "bam", or a "clang". Possibly a "crash". It might have a "wham" or a "kapow".
Sookie: Well, did you go check it out?
Michel: Excuse me, I'm extremely busy. Someone here has to work, I mean, the two of you just run off to do your little decorating project and you leave me here alone.
Sookie: Michel! Did you actually hear a noise?
Michel: Of course I heard a noise. It was a "thwap" or a "vroom".

Doyle: I'm Doyle, Rory's editor.
Paris: And my lover.
Lorelai: Okay, well, super.
Doyle: I don't think lover is exactly the correct term, Paris.
Paris: Really? What is the correct term, Doyle?
Doyle: At a later time, Paris.
Paris: Doyle and I haven't defined the social aspects of our relationship yet. Although we're having sex three or four times a week, so apparently the sexual aspects of our relationship are crystal freaking clear.