Whatever: Zach and Lane kiss, and stare at each other for a second. "So," Lane says, all dreamy smiles. "I should get back to work." Zach says it's okay; he wasn't thinking the ceremony should be that night or anything. "I get off at 8," says Lane. "I'll swing by," Zach answers, and I must be drunk, because after yelling about it when I watched it the first time, I am somehow charmed by it now. "I'm getting married," Lane says, as she floats past Luke, delivering food to the wrong people. Luke -- who must be equally charmed (because of course he would be, as one of his fellow curmudgeonly men has bagged yet another sweet, funny woman) -- says he knows and even sort of smiles as he guides the love-blind Lane around trying to keep her from serving someone the toaster as an entrée.

Chris arrives back at Lorelai's (and I can see daylight outside the door, though I think we're supposed to believe it's night?) to pick up his demon. Lorelai is exhausted, and Chris doesn't even ask why her house looks like it's been robbed for drug money. She tells him that Gigi is asleep in Rory's room. "She's all tuckered out, huh?" he asks. "Uh, yeah," Lorelai answers. "Either that or she knocked herself out when she was throwing books around Rory's room." Chris asks what she means. Lorelai says that when Gigi was done pouring chocolate milk on Paul Anka, she took to the book-throwing. Of course, that was before the spitting and furniture-kicking and the grand finale where she pulled all the sheets off the bed and tried to flush them down the toilet. "You're kidding," Chris says, instead of apologizing and falling to the floor in horror. "Oh," Lorelai says, "I'm really not." Chris shrugs it off and says that Gigi is a spirited kid. "'Spirited,' 'possessed,'" Lorelai jokes. "Potato, potahto."