Lorelai is leaving her parents' house, listening to Emily lament that she thought Christopher and Lynnie would have hit it off better than they did, or at least go out and have coffee together. "You served them coffee," Lorelai says. "You can't be shocked when you serve people three cups of coffee and they don't feel like going out for coffee. Not everyone is me." True. Emily shrugs, deciding the Christopher was probably too immature for Lynnie, anyway, and closes the door after Lorelai. It occurs to Emily that she has not fired her maid, yet. "Everything's off tonight," she says, confused.
In the driveway, Lorelai finds Lynnie, still there, talking on her cell phone in her car. "So you do sessions over the phone?" Lorelai asks, and Lynnie says yes; she does them whenever people need them. Lorelai says that it's a big commitment, and Lynnie says that she's always been a good listener: "Good note taker. I have excellent penmanship. Good headnodding abilities." Lorelai tells Lynnie again that it was nice meeting her, and Lynnie returns the sentiment, saying that the dinner was really nice of Emily. "Well," Lorelai says. "You keep thinking that." Lynnie laughs, saying it's been a long time since she had been invited to such a blatant setup. Lynnie gets another call and lets it go to voicemail. "When you're going through something," she says of her clients, "you never know when you're going to need to talk. Sometimes, it sneaks up on you." Lorelai's face makes it clear that her need to talk is sneaking up on her right now, and finally, after many protests, Lynnie asks Lorelai directly whether she has something on her mind. Lorelai again says no, but we cut to moments later when she's in the back of Lynnie's car, having her first and LONG OVERDUE therapy session. "My parents have been married," she says, as Lynnie takes notes, "for forty years. And that is like, mind blowing for me, because there is no one worse at communication than my mother, except my father!"