Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She awkwardly changed the subject to women's basketball.
- I'm gonna go sit down. - Do that, sweetie.
she's not gonna sell it to another Mia.
I was prepping the raspberry glaze for tonight's dessert, and it struck me:
- You are majorly crabby. - I just have a headache.
- You were a Trekkie? - I was not a Trekkie.
It was in the future, and we were all old:
No, you're a perfectionist.
Is this about Fran's life expectancy...
Just needs to cool off a little.
- No, I didn't. - Yes, you did!
It's been on hold for years. We were moving forward.
so we decided to start early.
- And we don't know if we will. - We don't? Why wouldn't we?
Lorelai, stop.
It must've got better.
I'm in the business community, and I wasn't told about it.
- I hate fighting with friends. - That's what enemies are for.
You care nothing about Luke and his feelings!
Wanna look for a new location?
He's been scraping the outline off the cement for two days.
the Stars Hollow Tourist Board, Neighborhood Watch Organization...
It's a relief, right? You said she took it good?
You know, I have no siblings and no children...
But what, ho! Here walks up Fran. And guess what?
You've just got to jump in and be scared and stick with it until it gets fun.
I'll send you a boxful tomorrow.
They run in the back, throw up, pass out, then smack their head on the floor.
- He stole 'Save the Bridge' money. - He gave it back.
Sookie and I were moving forward with plans to open our inn...
It could hurt us. You were late for the Fran meeting.
and the Stars Hollow Citizens for a Clean Stars Hollow Council.
He's so genuine.
How about something historical, like 'The Paul Revere'?
She's not sitting next to a goose, which is good, and Dad is gonna love it.
- They had a meeting about it. - You actually went to that?
Let's go. Michel, hold down the fort.
- Luke, honey, calm down. - After all, this is all your doing.
- Same here. Boredom stinks! - Fine. Proceed blindly.
I heard he controls the weather and wrote the screenplay to glitter
- I've got to drop by the market. - But it's your day off.
- And there's no button? Can I pull a lever? - No.
That's enough. I know you don't like to put your hand on things.
- Gilbert. - What?
Well, I'm happy to sit. If it's for Grandpa, why not?
Three people have reported seeing Jess in that area late last night, skulking, lurking.
because it all seems insane to me, but I don't get in the way of that, either!