Lorelai has ordered approximately $357 worth of delivery food for herself, Rory, Paris, and Tana. Lorelai's plan is to sample all of the possible take-out places to decide what's the best. They are also ordering by country. The girls can't remember where Indonesia is in relation to the Philippines. When Paris can't remember where Vietnam is in relation to the Philippines, Lorelai says, "Hoo, boy. You guys really need to go to college." Tana says she still smells glue. "From your glue gun," she says to Paris. "You're rich, you know that?" Paris says. Lorelai asks why the Indian food isn't mentioned on the chart. She says they need to judge quality of food, service, and the cuteness of delivery boy on a scale of 1 to 10: "We cannot work from memory on this." The phone rings. Lorelai says the phone is "under Mexico," and that it's probably the pizza. She asks Rory to come and help her. Maybe it's Luke on the phone, asking for his truck back.

Oh, my God. Ten pizzas. That's insane. Lorelai votes the delivery boy an 8. She pulls a pen from behind his ear and signs for her credit card. Rory says they are only four people, but they ordered for four hundred. And those mini-fridges can hold about three slices of pizza, tops. Lorelai asks if Rory wants to put a match to the keg and burn this mofo down. She calls out to all of the Durfee girls that food and partying and craziness are in Suite 5. She tells the girls to bring their appetites and opinions, and for someone to bring some music: "But if it's Evanescence, you will be severely mocked." The girls enter in pajamas, wearing those blankets around their shoulders that dorm girls do. What is that all about? Are they actually childhood blankies, or are skinny dorm girls really that cold all the time? And suddenly there aren't any boys on this floor. Hmm. The security door at the front of the dorm is pretty pathetic. Lorelai tells everyone to enter and rejoice, which kicks off some strange Saved By the Bell-sounding guitar.