Lorelai: Where's Gran?
Emily: Torturing the bathroom attendant, I suppose.
Lorelai: Ah. So, uh, this place seems clean.
Emily: Yes, it's famous for its cleanliness.

Emily: So, what did Rory say when you told her? [Lorelai sighs] About the money, I mean. She must've been very excited.
Lorelai: Yes, she was. "Rose tea." That's funny. That's not really tea, is it? It's like rose petals in hot water. More like a bad floral arrangement.
Emily: What did Rory say? Fill me in.
Lorelai: She was happy.
Emily: Happy?
Lorelai: Yeah. She screamed, she did that air lasso thing over her head.
Emily: Lorelai, be serious.

Trix: My train leaves tonight, and I have a little last-minute packing to do.
Emily: Well, I can help you with the packing.
Trix: Plus, I really don't wish to witness any more of this ugly little fight you two seem to be having. Raising your voice during high tea. Whoever heard of such a thing? It's like Fergie all over again.

Rory: Listen, there's something I have to tell you.
Lorelai: What?
Rory: I loaned Paris your black mini and there's a good chance you may never see it again.
Lorelai: Oh. Well, there's something I have to tell you.
Rory: What?
Lorelai: You lost out on a quarter of a million dollars today.
Rory: What?