Back at the barn, Audrey Hepburn is singing about being amorous and Fred Astaire agrees that "'s'wonderful and s'marvelous" how they care for each other. Please don't make Fred Astaire an anvil! I love the man! This is not my favorite of his films, but you need not ruin it for me, non-Palladinos. Oh, but they haven't ruined it for Lorelai. She's absolutely loving it. The film ends and the projector cuts off -- who was running that thing, anyway? Leatherface? -- and Lorelai sighs with contentment. "It's so chock full of...words like 'chock full,'" she says. "And, even if Audrey Hepburn was twenty and Fred Astaire was like, eighty..." Christopher: "He was still Fred Astaire." Lorelai: "I mean he could really tap dance." She thanks him for being so nice and so romantic and fun and wonderful. "S'wonderful?" he asks. She says yes, it was s'marvelous. He says the good night doesn't have to end here, since Gigi is staying over at his mom's. "Oh," she says, awkwardly, "that's...nice." He feels the chill, and she notices. She says it's not that she doesn't want to spend the night with him; she does. "I just don't know if I should," she says, and adds that she's not sure if she really trusts him. "Oh," he says, worried, "really?" Yeah, I'm not sure why she wouldn't trust you, dude. Perhaps you could read through six seasons of recaps to refresh your memory. She says that really, she doesn't trust herself or him or them together in this situation, even though she's enjoying herself, and just needs more time. He says he understands, and that he's scared, too, and that they should wait. Great idea! If only you could get in a time machine and go back to 1984! They are interrupted when Lorelai's phone rings and she has a very crazy conversation of "what? Is she ok?" with someone on the other end. Finally, she hangs up and turns to Christopher with more joy in her face than we've seen for a long time. "We have to go," she says. "We have to pick up my mother...from jail. Whooooa, this night just keeps gettin' better and better!"
Back at Luke's apartment, Luke is tucking April in for the night, when she mentions how much she likes her beautiful biology teacher, who she knows is single. She was thinking, she says, that one day she could conveniently forget her biology book and call Luke to bring it to her, thus setting up the romance for the ages. Luke sighs. He guesses, he says, that she knows he and Lorelai broke up. "Yeah," she says, "my mom sort of told me." First of all, how did her mom know? Secondly, ugh. He gives his illegitimate child, who knows this better than anybody, the lesson that sometimes things just do not work out between adults and it's nobody's fault. She shrugs and says, "It's all about pheromones." Does no one care that this breakup has happened? Not Rory? Not April, who Lorelai treated to the world's greatest birthday party? Not anybody but Sookie? The point is, Luke goes on, that April shouldn't feel like she has to take care of him, because he's there to take care of her. "Okay," she says, and asks if he minds if she reads a little more of her biology book before going to sleep. "Real page-turner, huh?" he asks. "Oh, yeah," she says. "Mitosis is insane." See, I could try not to like her, but that's irresistible.