Lorelai now starts hissing across the aisle, distracting Luke and his girlfriend…lawyerlady, whose name I can't remember after two months have passed…and asking if they have a pen. This lady really has some nerve, huh? Watch the damn recitation, Lor. Luke asks how long the poem is going to be. Lorelai says there are at least five "nevermores" to go. Luke says he doesn't have a pen. Lorelai asks where he keeps the pen he uses to take orders. Luke says he wasn't anticipating taking orders tonight at the Poe recitation. "There goes your Boy Scout badge," Lorelai says. Rory pulls on Lorelai's shoulder and points out how the recitation has stopped because Pissy Poe is now staring pointedly at Loose Lips Lorelai. Rory hopes he doesn't put a curse on them. Lorelai says she'll be happier when he goes back to being Fred Larson, Tampa dentist. "Hey, Lorelai," lawyerlady says off-camera. She says it like the next line is going to be, "Shut your fucking trap, and let us watch the show," but instead she hands Lorelai a pen. Nicole. Her name's Nicole. "You're an angel," Lorelai says. "Thanks." Daniel Palladino doesn't know this, I guess, but women only say that to each other when we don't mean it. "I'll need it back," Nicole says, crossing her arms. "Hmm," Rory says. "Looks like Nicole's got a little Lindsay attitude going on." Uh, both of those women could probably hear you, Rory. Might want to take the volume down a notch. Miss Patty leans in and asks how many "nevermores" are left. Lorelai guesses four. "Is that a man?" Jessica asks me, and I can't stop laughing for five whole minutes. Miss Patty complains about having to suffer along with Poe's suffering. Rory notes that she put Yale Drama down for a Pro. Miss Patty complains that Rory's wasting her time with those lists, since everybody knows she's just going to go to Harvard. Rory and Lorelai say she'll only go to Harvard if the list says she'll go to Harvard. Miss Patty reminds Rory that when she was six and took a cheerleading class, she wouldn't cheer for any other school than Harvard. Take it from a girl who decided she was going to Harvard when she was seven: you can end up at the University of Texas at Austin.