Just when I get control of myself watching this sad tableau of adult relationships play out, we see Rory waking up as Logan prepares to leave. He won't let her come with him to the airport. "I have to go," she says, growing increasingly upset. "I have to wave to you at the gate!" He reminds her that they won't let her go to the gate. Rory starts to cry: "Well, I'll wave to you at the metal detectors." Logan refuses, telling her that they'll see each other on all the holidays, like they planned. "That's so far away," she protests, crying more, and killing me. (Except, even in my emotional state it occurs to me...London ain't that difficult of a trip from NYC, and doesn't Logan have enough money to fly her there whenever he wants? Hell, Rory could sell that purse he gave her and fly first class every month for the whole year.) "Rory," Logan finally says. "If you go with me, I won't get on the plane." As she cries, he tells her that the apartment is paid for through the next year, so she won't have to worry about it. She sobs, saying that she's trying to think of fabulous things to say, but lamely says that all she can think of is "say hi to William and Harry for me." Logan smiles at this (dumb) Gilmorism, and tells her that he loves her. Rory says that's so much better than what she thought of, and they kiss again. "I have to go," he says, and she cries as he walks out the door.
Another close up of a waking Lorelai. We're in a very different place now, though. Lorelai is in Christopher's bed and wakes to hear him helping the nanny find Gigi's coat. The little girl runs in the bedroom. "Who's that?" she asks, pointing at Lorelai's naked back. "That's your Aunt Lorelai," he says. "I'll explain later." Christopher sends the child off to school, now, and taking off his robe, climbs into bed and puts his arm around Lorelai, who looks like she could cry an ocean full of tears.