Miss Patty: So, Emily, tell us about this party of yours tomorrow.
Emily: It's going to be fabulous. Isn't it, Lorelai?
Lorelai: [British accent] Ab fab, sweetie darling.
Emily: Isn't she hilarious? I never have any idea what she's talking about, but she's so entertaining! Like a chimp. Isn't she like a chimp, Gypsy?
Gypsy: Please make your mother stop talking to me.
Lorelai: If only I had that power.

Emily: It was booked up two years in advance, and the Sheldrakes had the Rose Room.
They were having a retirement party or something ridiculous like that, and they simply refused to let us have the room. They were stubborn, and selfish, and now, after all the strings I pulled, they are across town at the Bluestone Club, with their piped-in music and their pornographic fountains. [laughs]
Miss Patty: You go, Miss Gotti.
Emily: I must say this is the best bachelorette party I ever had.
Sookie: I really feel like we should play games or something, or have naughty gifts like edible underwear or dirty-shaped pasta.

Lorelai: My mother is fast asleep in my bed, clutching my Hello Kitty pillow, and yes, I have pictures.

Rory: What are you doing?
Lorelai: There is no way I'm sitting next to Missy Hollargan.
Rory: Stop that, that's Grandma's seating chart.
Lorelai: I know, I'm just fine-tuning it. Oh, the Ramsey's divorce must be legal by now. Time for a little reunion.
Rory: You're evil and I'm going to tell.
Lorelai: Well if you tell, then I'm going to tell cousin Drew, aka the Power Spitter, that you like him.
Rory: You're mean.

Lorelai: You look nice!
Luke: You're not dressed.
Lorelai: No, I'm getting dressed there.
Luke: I didn't know you could get dressed there.
Lorelai: Rory, let's motor!
Luke: I would have gotten dressed there.
Rory: 'Kay, I'm ready. Hey, you look nice.
Luke: Yeah, I didn't know you could get dressed there.
Lorelai: Don't worry about it.
Luke: You didn't mention there was a place to get dressed there.

Luke: My pants are all wrinkled from the ride.
Lorelai: Do you see them?
Rory: No.
Luke: It looks like I slept in them.
Lorelai: Hey, stop being such a Nancy-boy about the pants. Think Hemingway ever gave a crap what his pants looked like?
Luke: Hemingway blew his brains out, also. How much of a role model do you want me to make this guy?

Lorelai: How is everything going?
Emily: Utter disaster. That moronic wedding planner finally fulfilled her potential. I get here and I go through my seating chart, and it's a mess. It looked like a drunken psychopath took a stab at it. I had to re-do the entire thing. It took me two hours and years off my life.
Lorelai: Well, maybe she just got confused.
Emily: She did get confused. Confused about what her profession should be. Anyway, I fired her. That should help clarify things for her.
Rory: [to Lorelai] Third realm of hell, party of one.

Emily: Oh, Luke. You're here.
Luke: Uh, have been, actually.
Emily: Richard, did you see Luke?
Richard: No. Why, Luke, there you are.
Luke: Hey, Mr. Gilmore. Best wish- congratul- Nice suit.
Richard: Thank you, Luke. I can have my tailor steam out those trousers for you.
Emily: Oh, Richard, that's not what he's wearing to the ceremony. I'm sure he's going to change.

Lorelai: And over here we have the Romanov table.

Lorelai: Hey, I need you to run major introduction interference for me.
Luke: What?
Lorelai: Well, you have the advantage. No one knows you here, you can't insult them by forgetting their names. Vodka tonic.
Luke: And a beer.
Lorelai: Someone comes up, I'll take a drink. My mouth will be full, I can't talk. How would that look, right? Then you jump in, offer your hand. "Hi, Luke Danes. And you are?" "I'm Mr. Blockenfeffer.' By then I will have swallowed. "Oh hi, Mr. Blockenfeffer, I'm Lorelai, remember me?" "The bane of your mother's existence?" "Exactly. Nice to see you again." "Nice to see you again. And nice to meet you, Luke." "Nice to meet you, Mr. Blockenfeffer." "You kids have a lovely evening." "No, you have a lovely evening. Our love to Mrs. Blockenfeffer."