Lorelai tells Emily that she's sorry. Emily admits it's very sad. She says she knows that Richard has moved on, so now she has to move on. "Absolutely," Lorelai says. "Move on dot org." Emily gives only the briefest of confused glances before announcing that it's time for her to date. Cue the spit take. Lorelai: "Oh my God!" Emily: "I wanna go on a date." Lorelai: "With a man?" Emily tried this already. It freaked her out. Lorelai doesn't want to hear any of this, and asks for a paper towel and a Valium. I hear you, Lorelai. When my mom started talking about dating again, there weren't enough drugs in the world to numb the pain. Emily says that there are many men at the club who have expressed their interests, but that she doesn't know how to reciprocate. She says that Lorelai has a lot of experience with men (Dirty!), and asks how her daughter lets someone know she's interested. Lorelai says that one of those bench ads helps, and then suggests that Emily start with the word "Hello." Emily worries that "hello" is too forward. My mom thought it was poor form to "call a boy," meaning calling the man she was seeing when she was wondering how he was doing. "Nice girls don't call boys," she told me. "Jeez, Ma," I said. "No wonder you guys got married so young. You had to marry the first one who called you back or you'd spend the rest of your lives by the telephone." Again, I feel like I've told that story before. This entire day has a strange déjà-vu to it.
Episode Report CardPamie: A | 347 USERS: C+
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