Teleportation! Rory is still sitting on the edge of her mattress when Lorelai opens the door. "Rory?" she asks, and Rory runs into her mother's arms: "Look at this! Look at this! Four hours at Yale and I'm already homesick." I can't believe she didn't start looking at her books or going to the library. And four hours? What time is it? Rory says the only thing she could think the second Lorelai left was "I want my mommy." She says she hasn't thought that since she was two. Lorelai says that's natural. I spent my first night alone in my dorm crying and writing bad poetry as the girls in my hall got together to watch A Fish Called Wanda on the smallest television in the world. Rory says she's eighteen, and can sign contracts, vote, and fight for her country: "I'm an adult. Adults don't want their mommies." Rory says she's never shared a bathroom with someone other than Lorelai before, and she doesn't know how she's going to make small talk with these people in the bathroom. "'Gee, your hair smells terrific!'?" Lorelai offers. I know most of you aren't old enough to know that's the name of a shampoo. Rory says that she is such a Mama's girl. She should hate her mother and be happy to be away from her. She says it'll be hard to be the next Christiane Amanpour broadcasting live from a foxhole in Tehran with her mommy. She says that Lorelai will have to learn how to operate a camera. "I would do that," Lorelai says. We know. Rory can't believe she ended up at Yale and not Harvard. She says that Emily and Richard manipulated her into going to Yale. She says she knows nothing about Yale. Lorelai points out that Rory has memorized its history already. Rory accuses Lorelai of being so happy to leave Rory here, and claims that Lorelai couldn't get out fast enough: "What were you doing when I paged you? Turning my room into a sewing room?" That happened to a boyfriend of mine. My room got turned into the computer room, which it still is. "I should hate you, not miss you. Do something to make me hate you." Lorelai tries: "Go, Hitler!" Rory points out that in her student ID, she's blinking, and her head is in a funny place: "I look like Keith Richards at Altamont." And her name is Ronny Gilmore. But at least now she'll get to take another ID photo. Rory calls herself a "big, fat, stinkin' Mama's girl." Then she wails, "Mom!" and falls into Lorelai's arms again. Lorelai says she's here, and that it's not written anywhere that Lorelai can't be there. She'll leave whenever Rory wants. Rory asks if Lorelai can stay for dinner. Lorelai says she can stay all night. Luke's truck shouts, "Girl, I don't think so!" Rory says that Lorelai can't stay all night. "Why not?" Lorelai asks. Rory says that everyone would know she's the pathetic freak who needs her mommy to spend the night on the first night and she doesn't want everyone to tease her. Good point, Rory. Hope you remember that. Lorelai says she won't stay the night. "No, stay the night!" Rory whines. They hug again. I guess Rory's dorm doesn't have curfew. Or rules. Or boundaries.