(Jess comes down the stairs drssed in a flannel shirt and a backwards baseball cap) Lorelai: Uh, Luke... Luke: What? (sees Jess) What do you think you're doing? Jess: Working. Luke: So, you think this is funny. Jess: I'm sorry, I thought this was the uniform. Luke: You know what? That's fine. Have your little joke, doesn't bother me at all. Clean that table. Jess: Yeah? Luke: I'm ignoring you. You do not exist. Jess: Okay. (Jess starts to clean table) Luke: That's it, gets upstairs and change. Jess: Whatever you say, Uncle Luke. Luke: It's Luke. Just Luke. Mister Luke. In fact, don't address me at all!
Lorelai: See; now only a lady can gracefully walk around a room with a book on her head while eating Kung pow chicken. I mean a great lady can even spit the peanuts back into the container without anyone noticing. Rory: Wow! Lorelai: Yeah, well don't be intimidated. You have to practice and practice to get to my level. Rory: Anyone want the last egg roll? Dean: Err...no! Lorelai: Hey, where are you going? Rory: To get the last egg roll. Lorelai: Getting the egg roll yourself? Rory: Yes! Lorelai: No, ladies never get their own egg rolls, ladies never get their own anything they don't even get their own ideas. Rory: Oh Boy! Lorelai: They just sit helplessly and wait for some young strong man to come by and assist them. They don't step in puddles, they don't step over puddles, and they can't even look at puddles. They actually need to be blindfolded and thrown in a sack and carried over puddles. Rory: Isn't there a moratorium on how long ladies are supposed to talk? Lorelai: Errno! Now repeat after me "I am completely helpless".