TEXT: YALE CAMPUS [Lorelai is walking around. A student hands her a flier.] LORELAI: Oh, sure. Thanks. [She continues walking. Busy students are everywhere. She knocks on Rory's dorm room door. A male voice answers.] VOICE: Come in. [Lorelai opens the door and sees Doyle on the couch.] LORELAI: Hi! Hello. I'm sorry, do I have the wrong room? DOYLE: I wouldn't know. PARIS [coming out of her room]: How delightful to have all of my towels used and then deposited in my hamper with my dry clothes to create a pungent musty combo. Hey, Lorelai. LORELAI: Paris, good, I have the right room. PARIS: This is Rory's mother. LORELAI [leans over to shake Doyle's hand]: Hi. Lorelai. DOYLE: I'm Doyle, Rory's editor. PARIS: And my lover. LORELAI: Okay, well, super. DOYLE: I don't think lover is exactly the correct term, Paris. PARIS: Really? What is the correct term, Doyle? DOYLE: At a later time, Paris. PARIS: Doyle and I haven't defined the social aspects of our relationship yet. LORELAI: Ah. PARIS: Although we're having s*x three or four times a week, so apparently the sexual aspects of our relationship are crystal freaking clear. DOYLE: Paris, I beg you. LORELAI: Is Rory here? 'Cause I could wait outside, or - PARIS: I'm making you uncomfortable. DOYLE: Yes. PARIS: Her. Not you. LORELAI: No, I'm fine. You two should be alone. PARIS: I'm so sorry. I shouldn't be talking about love, or s*x, especially since you - LORELAI: Since I - PARIS: Don't have any. LORELAI: Rory! Are you here? RORY [OS]: Yeah,
SUMMARY:
Still smarting from her split with Luke, Lorelai is further stung when she notices that Luke has moved his boat. Meanwhile, Luke volunteers to build the sets for a school production of " Fiddler on the Roof ", knowing that Lorelai is doing costumes, in hopes that their paths will cross. Meanwhile, at Yale, Rory plans to reconnect with Marty to watch Marx Brothers movies, but Logan interrupts their day by inviting them to dinner with his group.