Amazing. Lorelai is calling someone who drives a plow. Oh, she's telling him how to do his job. Yeah, okay, all is normal. Lorelai tells us all again about the snow and the coffee and plows, but I'm distracted watching lint form on the underside of the couch. Anyway, Lorelai gets off the phone because there's an ice rink in front of her house. Luke has made her an ice rink, which he claims is no big deal. Lorelai says it's a very big deal, and immediately sets to putting on the ice skates Luke has brought for her. No hug, no kiss, no thank you, just me-me-me- gimme-me-me- faster-now. Luke says that this is how he broke his nose "the first time" -- skating into a tree when his dad did this for him when he was a kid in a hockey phase. He tells Lorelai he felt bad that she was having a rough time with snow, and that he wasn't making it any better by being grumpy, so he thought he'd help her out by pushing her and snow back together again: "I'm grumpy about stuff, but I don't want you to be." He helps her up. Lorelai giggles and thanks him for reconciling her and snow. Luke changes the mood: "You were lying this morning. You said you were fine, but you didn't look it. You get sick or something last night?" LoreLIE says she just had a headache, and that she still does. See, when Luke leaned over to kiss Lorelai when he walked into the diner this morning, I know he smelled the tequila steaming out of her pores. And the town's only so big, so news of Straub's death probably traveled, and...dude, how does LoreLIE think she'll keep this from Luke? LoreLIE skates a shaky circle, and somehow she doesn't know how to skate at all, which is hard to believe, what with her hearting snow and all. The episode ends before the Burbank sun melts the ice rink.
Next week, LoreLIE kills Emily with Christopher's gun! But I've learned not to trust the WB promos.