La-la-Lorelai. La-la-walks-over- to-Sookie's-minivan. La-la-la-I-really-like-her-top. Lorelai brags to Sookie about how hot she is tonight. Lorelai asks what town they're going to paint tonight. Sookie tells Lorelai to decide, since she's the one having the special night. Lorelai wants to go dancing. Sookie says it'll be big fun to watch Lorelai dance. She can't, you see, because of the baby that'll shimmy out from between her legs if she attempts anything more strenuous than a Cosby dance. Hey, where is everybody getting those circle necklaces like the one Ephram gave Amy? Is it from that place AB Chao found? I like it. I want one. I'm Stac(e)y. Lorelai doesn't want to dance alone, so she suggests that they go out to a bar, hang out and talk. Well, that'd be great, if Sookie could drink, and if looking at other people drinking and having fun didn't bum her out. In fact, Sookie's been having dreams lately about a magical piña colada, with whipped cream and a talking pink umbrella. Funny: AB Chao has those dreams, too. Only they aren't dreams. Sookie (I accidentally just typed "Dookie," and that's funny because I'm seven) can't go for a movie either, because her bladder only lasts about five seconds. All of which means they're going to be staying at Lorelai's watching all three A Star Is Borns, which was the plan in the first place. Lorelai swears that hanging out with Sookie is exciting, and that, with pepperoni and extra cheese, it'll be amazing. Sookie admits that she's getting a little hungry. "Well, sure, all this partying'll do that to you," Lorelai says. They agree to watch the Streisand one first, and head back into the house. Strummy-strummy-best-friends. Strummy-strummy-have fun. Strummy-strummy-Lorelai-was-nice- to-Sookie-for-a-change.
Awkward Friday Night Dinner. Emily asks Rory where all her "Yale friends" are going to be for Spring Break. Rory: "Uh, here and there." Emily tries to get Rory to talk about Paris. Rory doesn't bite. Rory tells Emily that the strawberry shortcake is fine. Emily and Richard complain that California can't handle a little rain, and how it ruined the strawberries this season. I don't think they understand how much rain. Emily asks Rory to pass the strawberries. Rory practically flings the bowl in Emily's direction; a move that looks very much like one Lorelai would make, and a move that would have gotten me grounded with a spanking, even at Rory's age. Emily mouths for Richard to do something, and it's here (because I'm wearing headphones) that I want to point out the classical music that always plays in the background when they're at Richard and Emily's, no matter what scene or time of day. I like that touch. I don't know if we hear it when we're in Richard's office, or Emily's bedroom, but the dinner scenes are always underscored with this patient, quiet hum of piano, which sets the mood nicely. It's like here, at this coffee shop, which is always playing weird beepy-emo whenever I come here to recap. So now I associate the feeling like I'm behind in my musical tastes with recapping. Rory's bolero jacket appears to be made out of folded aluminum foil, or some kind of tinsel and barbed wire. Richard asks Rory if everything's all right this evening. Rory says she's fine. Emily motions for him to probe further. He does. Rory swears that she's fine, and that there's nothing on her mind. She asks him to talk more about his trip, specifically about the archeological museum.