Lorelai: Wait, close your eyes and breathe. I smell snow. Rory: Ah, it's that time of year. Lorelai: Can't you smell it? Rory: You know, it's like dogs and high-pitched noises. I think it's something only you can smell. (Rory sits down next to Lorelai and pulls a blanket over the both of them) Lorelai: I love snow. Rory: Really, I had no idea. Lorelai: Everything's magical when it snows, everything looks pretty. The clothes are great. Coats, scarves, gloves, hats. Rory: Thermal underwear, wool socks, ear flaps.
Rory: Yeah, they kept calling me Mary. Lorelai: You're kidding me. Wow, I can't believe they still say that. Rory: Why? What does it mean? Lorelai: Mary, like Virgin Mary. It means they think you look like a goody-goody. Rory: You're kidding. Lorelai: No. Rory: Well, what would they have called me if they thought I looked like a slut? Lorelai: Well, they might have added a Magdalene to it. Rory: Wow, biblical insults. This is an advanced school.