As she hangs up, Emily is surprised to hear sirens and see police lights behind her. When the officer approaches, she ostentatiously inquires why he stopped her. When he says he pulled her over because he saw her talking on cell phone, which is illegal while driving in Connecticut, she gets even more haughty. "If I can manage to drink a cup of hot coffee and drive," she snits, "I can talk on a cell phone, or is coffee illegal, too?" He declines to point out that you don't have to dial or speak to a cup of coffee, and she continues to rant. "Ma'am," he finally asks her, "have you been drinking?" Heeee! Oh, please, please, please let Emily get community service. He tries to get her to take a breathalyzer test, and the purest Emily emerges. "Young man," she says, lowering her eyelids for maximum effect, "I don't know where that's been, but I can tell you with absolute certainty that it won't be going anywhere near my mouth." Wow. Possibly my favorite moment of this entire series. I love Emily, but I wouldn't be sorry to see a clip reel on one of these DVD releases called "Emily Gets Hers."

At the art show, Rory strolls around looking over the pieces, making notes in her notebook -- or pretending to, because Alexis Bledel, like, touches her pen to her paper for a split second like she's miming. Girl, you've GOT a notebook. Just write something! When she sees a water cooler, she goes over for a drink and is stopped by two funky looking chicks wearing some questionable outfits. "What are you doing?" they ask accusingly. "Are you actually drinking that water?" Rory says she didn't realize it was art; she thought it was just a water cooler. "That's her self portrait," the tall one in the babydoll dress says of her friend. When Rory goes pale, they finally let her off the hook. "We're just kidding," tall one says. "It's just a water cooler." She says, however, that her friend is an artist. "I made the horse," the other girl says, pointing to a huge piece Rory was admiring earlier. They have what is supposed to be a cute chat about art, and Rory takes notes for the paper. Turns out that they know Paris. "Paris Gellar is a genius," says the artist, whose name is Olivia, and they just about kill me with their chatter which rivals Logan's dumb friends for sheer annoyingness.