As Emily pours Rory a drink, we can't help but remember the days of Richard pouring the drinks at Friday Night Dinner. Is Rory at the Gilmore home for another dinner, or is this a visit about something else entirely?
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.
Lorelai: Michel, it's the first snowfall of the season. It's very lucky! Make a wish! Michel: Get away from me. Lorelai: Oh, you're not supposed to say it out loud. (Michel answers the phone.) Lorelai: (to herself) The world changes when it snows. It's quiet. Everything softens. Michel: It's your mother. Lorelai: And then the rain comes.