TEXT: [PREVIOUSLY_ON] (OPEN in Lorelai's house, night. The house looks like it's prepped to be painted. Lorelai is sitting on an armchair looking at some paint samples with Paul Anka near by, and Luke pacing around) LORELAI: Your impatience is very distracting. LUKE: I said nothing. LORELAI: I'm getting a vibe. LUKE: I can't control my vibe. LORELAI: Maybe I should do this alone. LUKE: No. LORELAI: But I need to collect my thoughts. LUKE: The last time I left you alone with your thoughts, I came back and you were in the reds again. LORELAI: So? LUKE: We've ruled out red. LORELAI: Why did we rule out red? LUKE: Because you don't like red. LORELAI: Right. And when I'm right, I'm right. Red would be way too much in here. Now, just give me a minute to concentrate. Cone of silence, please. LUKE: You got it. (notices Lorelai's shoes lined on the floor) Hey, what are all your shoes doing down here? LORELAI: You broke the cone. LUKE: Yeah. They're gonna get ruined. (he starts picking them up) LORELAI: Oh, well, talk to Paul Anka. He's one by one marched every pair of my shoes downstairs, and I have no idea why. Lined them up perfectly, too. Left, right, left, right. He's very a**l when he misbehaves. LUKE: Yeah. I'll clear them out. LORELAI: No, no, no. Don't. I want him to march them back up himself. How else will he learn? LUKE: Fine. (drops the shoes) Whatever. (pointing at Paul Anka) Weirdo. (sits on the bed opposite Lorelai) LORELAI: Why did I say I don't like red? LUKE: I think
SUMMARY:
Rory's old flame Jess returns with exciting news about his life - and some criticism about hers (such as dropping out of Yale and joining the DAR). Luke sponsors a girls' soccer team. Lorelai projects her feelings about being a bad mother onto her dog.