Lorelai has a strange dream where she's pregnant with Luke's twins; Rory returns from her internship in Washington D.C. to find Jess with another girl; The town hosts a summer festival which features a barbershop quartet that only sings "Those Crazy Hazy Lazy Days of Summer."
Paris: What if I fall for him but he doesn't like me?
Rory: You'll find someone else.
Paris: What if there is no one else?
Rory: Then you'll get some cats.
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Paris: I can't do this.
Paris: Date. I can't date. I'm not genetically set up for it.
Rory: Not true.
Paris: I get no pleasure out of the prospect or the preparation. I'm covered in hives, I've showered four times, and for what? Some guy who doesn't even have the brains to buy a Zagat so we don't wind up in a restaurant that's really just a front for a cocaine laundering ring?
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