Episode Report Card M. Giant: B- | 83 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Ooh, That Smell
By M. Giant | Season 7 | Episode 5 | Aired on 2006.10.24
As they pull up in the Gilmores' driveway and walk up to the door, Chris pulls the rather dickish move of accusing Lorelai of being threatened by Sherry. She denies it: "This is about me thinking I could speak openly and honestly about my concerns without getting freaked out on." It's just going to go downhill from there, but Lorelai's already rung the doorbell and asks Chris to drop it. Emily answers the door, completely amped to see both of them. Stoked, even. I would go so far as to say jazzed. Does she care that her guests hate each other right now? Well, that would require her to notice, and we all know that isn't going to happen.
Meanwhile, Rory's having a miserable dinner of her own, listening to Logan, along with Philip and Nick, go on and on about their meeting, and how it looked like the whole thing was about to fall through. Until Bobbi abruptly stood up and said, "Meeting's over, boys." She acts all shy about it now, but after much coaxing from the guys, she finally agrees to reenact the scene for Rory's benefit. Not that "benefit" is the word on Rory's mind right now. Judging from the look on her face, I'd say that that word would have to be "napalm." The gang orders another bottle (like they need one), and Bobbi again tries to be nice, turning to Rory to ask her about her major. When she hears Rory's studying English, she reminisces about doing nothing but reading while she was at Oxford. "It was such a luxury," she Brits. "Enjoy it while it lasts. Before you know it, you'll be out in the real world with the rest of us poor sods." Rory gracelessly points out that they seem to be having plenty of fun, which Bobbi credits to Logan. Rory tries to say something about how Logan also has a serious side, which would probably be more convincing if he weren't simultaneously licking her hand. "You two are so adorable," Bobbi remarks. Then she says, "Don't get too excited, boys. I'm just going to the loo," and makes a big production of standing up from the table again. The guys raucously approve. If it's possible to sulk raucously, Rory does that.
Dinner at the Gilmores'. Richard's telling some boring story about how he butted into some students' conversation about Franz Ferdinand, not realizing that the students were talking about the band and not the dead Archduke. That segues into a boring conversation about the pears in the salad, which in turn gives way to Richard rambling on about midterms. The salad course over, Emily gushes that she chose lamb for the main course, Chris's presence being such a special occasion and all. Then she brings up tennis, saying that they need new doubles partners because the people they play with now kind of suck. Not at tennis; it's just that the wife grunts a lot and wears plaid. "I can only think that it was designed to cause some sort of optic misfunction," Richard says. This is of course their way of inviting Lorelai and Christopher to play with them, and Chris and Lorelai are both too distracted by how pissed they are at each other to do anything but accept. Not that Emily notices anything wrong. If this scene is attempting to show us how stultifyingly dull Friday dinners would be without Lorelai's acting up all the time, I would deem it a rousing success.