Emily: So, what would everyone like to drink? Lorelai: Uh, well, I'll have a white wine and Dean'll have a beer. Dean: What?! (taken by surprise) Lorelai: Corona, right? Dean: (completely panicked) No, I don't want a beer! I don't drink beer. I'll have water or soda or anything. Or nothing. Not beer. Never beer. Beer is... beer's bad. Emily: Relax Dean, that's just Lorelai's little sense of humor. (to Lorelai) You're very cruel. Lorelai: Well, yes, keeps me young. Dean: I'm just gonna sit here and stare at my hands. Emily: Soda Dean? Dean: Please. Emily: Rory? Rory: Oh, I'll have a beer. (Emily and Lorelai laugh) I'm sorry Dean, we're not laughing at you. Lorelai: Oh wait, I think I was. Emily: I think I was a little too. (Richard walks in) Oh Richard, there you are. Come join us. Lorelai: Hey Dad. Rory: Grandpa, hi. This is Dean. Dean, this is my Grandpa. Dean: Hi. Sorry, uh, hi. (he gets ups and walks over to Richard) Richard: Hello. Dean: (offers to shake his hand) It's uh... it's nice to meet... Richard: (ignores Dean's hand) Does everyone have drinks? Lorelai: Uh yeah, we all have drinks. Thanks. Dean: (he moves back to his seat and whispers to Lorelai) Should we do the beer thing again? Lorelai: Uh, I don't think so.