Rory asks CuteDean if he's busy. He says he's just stocking some green beans, and asks if she wants to help. Who wouldn't want to stock green beans with this boy, I ask you? Who wouldn't? She asks if he works on Saturdays. He says he'll come in sometimes if he doesn't have any other plans. He asks why. She says no reason, but that there's this thing at her school that's not really at her school but is given by her school. He asks what it is. "Well, it's this kind of thing where you go and they play music and you're supposed to get all dressed up and do some kind of dance and there's chicken." CuteDean: "Chicken?" Rory: "Well, I don't know if there's chicken. But at these kinds of things they often serve chicken, because it's probably cheaper, and people eat it, so the logic behind the chicken choice really isn't that bad." CuteDean says he's lost. Rory says, "It's a dance." She says she's not dying to go, but being a part of the social life at Chilton is important to her. "So, are you asking me to go to a dance with you?" CuteDean asks. "No," Rory says with embarrassment. She then gets a terrified look on her face and admits, "Yes." She says if he wanted to go, then she'd go too. He says it'd be good that she'd go since it's her school. She asks if he wants to go. He says he's never gone to a dance before and that it's not really the way he'd like to spend his time. "I mean, I'm not a big joiner," he says. Ah. Translation: I'd rather get naked. Rory says, "Fair enough," and goes back to stocking beans. CuteDean looks at her for a little while and says, "You wanna go, don't you?" Rory says she doesn't want to go at all, and that she was just thinking out loud. CuteDean asks what he'd have to wear. Rory is instantly happy and says he can wear whatever he wants. He says he seriously needs to know what to wear. She says it's coat and tie. He looks upset. She says he can probably get away without the tie. He says he'll go. She kisses him. I'm so in love. "Thank you!" she says sweetly. "You're welcome," he says as she walks away. Rory gives a thumbs-up to Lane through the window. They meet outside and jump up and down and squeal. Perfect.
Lorelai is working on Rory's dress, which is really coming along quite well considering Rory hadn't even asked her date yet. Lorelai bends down to work on the hem and the mannequin falls on top of her, knocking her to the ground. As Lorelai wrestles the mannequin away, the doorbell rings. Lorelai clutches her back and walks to the door. It's Sookie, with extra thread. Sookie comments that Lorelai is walking "funny" and Lorelai says she thinks she might have pulled something. Sookie offers to "do something creative" with an ACE bandage to wrap Lorelai's back. Lorelai isn't laughing. They sit down and Sookie goes through her purse. She has Percodan, Vicodin, and Darvoset but settles for a mild muscle relaxer. Lorelai thanks her and says she might take one later. Sookie's got to go, but makes sure that Lorelai doesn't need any help. Lorelai doesn't. I just found out that someone stole all the bottles of liquor and a sign that lights up and says "Lounge" from my porch. Dammit, L.A., why can't you celebrate Christmas like Stars Hollow? The same people that swiped my stuff could just as easily have come in here and just shared their drugs instead. Sookie leaves and the phone rings. Lorelai painfully gets up to answer it.