In the bathroom, Lorelai extends what she thinks is an olive branch: "You're not Sherry." In short, she thinks that Chris is taking Lorelai's criticism of Sherry personally: "You leaving Rory when you were sixteen is not the same as Sherry, a grown woman, packing up and leaving Gigi." She says that she gets why Chris is upset. "That's great, Lor," says Chris. "Thanks for telling me how I feel." He walks out, leaving Lorelai alone in there, looking like she kind of needs to light a match.
After dinner, Rory and Logan walk along the city-sidewalk set, holding hands. He's finally noticed that something's up with her, and after much cajoling, he gets her to tell him what's wrong. And even so, Rory's kind of a wimp about it: "This isn't exactly what I expected tonight." She thought that "celebrate" meant just the two of them. Well, he did say he was "all [hers]" this morning, but that was before his big win over the breakfast table. Logan reminds Rory that last night was just the two of them, and Rory says that was great and all -- so much so that she's sorry she's bringing it up. Logan apologizes for not being more clear on the phone, and for her not having a good time tonight, although any apology that begins with "Look" is automatically suspect, if you ask me. Rory lies that the guys are great: "Technically, Bobbi? Well, she's not exactly a guy." Logan smirks his agreement, and Rory says she thought Bobbi was a guy until she actually met her: "You know why? Because you never use personal pronouns."
Rory goes on to list a number of "Bobby"s who have dicks, while Logan just grins in the face of her rambling. "You are very cute when you're jealous," he finally tells her. She denies being jealous, and says it's not just that: "No one all night asked me anything about me." Logan reminds her that Bobbi did just that, but Rory says that Bobbi was condescending about it, and called them an adorable couple. "Wait, she said that out loud?" Logan deadpans. "You want me to go back there and kick her ass?" Rory bitches that nobody calls anything that lasts "adorable": "And excuse me, but how many times does a girl need to stand up at dinner? Yes, you have legs. We get it. 'Oh, no, Iâm not leaving, I'm just going to the loo,'" she mock-Limeys. "Here's a tip: You're in America now. Speak English." Aw, Rory and her cute new xenophobia. Logan gets it too; he understands that "you would prefer that I work only with girls who have no legs." He tells her not to be jealous, saying of Bobbi, "She's great at what she does. She's smart, she's talented." Well, that'll fix the whole jealousy thing. Rory says, "So now I'm not just an idiot, I'm an anti-feminist idiot. An anti-feminist who's standing here in the street, arguing about things I don't want to be arguing about." In other words, she's mad at herself for not fully enjoying the twenty-six hours Logan's in town: "You think I like this about myself? Wrong. I hate myself for being this way. I hate Bobbi for her professionally tweezed eyebrows and her oh-so-incredible ability to stand up at a moment's notice. And most of all, I hate the fact that in a few seconds you'll be in that car leaving me again." You know what I hate? I hate the fact that neither of them seems to realize that maybe it's a trouble sign in your relationship if you find yourself arguing in person after being apart for months. Logan just tells Rory that she used an awful lot words to say "I miss you." Welcome to the show, Logan. She begs him for a response, and he only comes back with "I miss you too, Ace." She complains that he only used five words, but he says that he's not done yet. However, any tongue-flapping he does after that is confined to the inside of Rory's mouth. Just as well for him. She might realize that a more valid argument would be for her point out that he gets to spend all kinds of time with the team back in London, but he never gets to see her, and it simply wouldn't do for her to bring that up, now, would it?