Luke's. "Excuse me, I'd like some ham!" a woman shouts toward Jess, who doesn't give her an appropriately bitchy retort. So she rudely shouts again that she'd like some ham. Jess places plates in front of a man who asks, "Is this what I ordered?" "Yes," Jess hisses. He asks Rob Estes -- who's alone at a table -- if he's ready to order yet. "Reunited, and it feels so good!" Hello, Rob Estes. I normally wouldn't have an ounce of emotion over seeing you, but in this particular circumstance, you're here to take Jess away from our beloved show. And for that, Rob Estes, you are my hero. Begone with you, Rob Estes. Shoo. Godspeed to Gilmore Girls Spinoff. Oh. He's still here. And he hasn't decided on anything to eat yet. Jess rudely suggests that Rob Estes look at the menu to help make a decision. Jess tells Cesar he needs ham. "No ham," Cesar says back. Is this the same Cesar? I don't think it is. Jess says they got a shipment of ham yesterday. And as Cesar and Jess argue about whether or not there's ham (mostly it's just Cesar saying, "No ham" over and over again), I start wondering what a shipment of ham would look like. Does it come bundled? In a box? On ice? Apparently the ham lady has been asking for ham for over twenty minutes. No wonder she's so pissy. The resolution to this hammy convo? "Then sew some bacon together because that lady is getting ham." And Jess? Kiss mah grits! You tell a joke I heard come out of Linda Lavin's mouth in 1984 and expect me to recap it? I have standards.