Episode Report Card Al Lowe: A | 2 USERS: B- YOU GRADE IT The UnRelenting
By Al Lowe | Season 6 | Episode 3 | Aired on 09.26.2005
Oh, but that relief is short-lived after all. Upstairs, Paul Anka has somehow scored himself a huge block of baking chocolate, and has chowed down. ["Why does Luke keep giant hunks of baking chocolate in one of his tiny apartment's four cupboards when he lives over a restaurant? It's a mystery." -- Wing Chun] Luke freaks. He grabs up the dog and takes off, finally waking up the vet, who comes to the door in his robe. Luke explains what happened and that he cannot possibly let anything happen to the dog, because his fiancée loves the dog so much: "She named him Paul Anka, which, on the surface, may not seem like a sign of love, but if you knew her, you'd get it, and, believe me, there's a lot of ways that I could screw up this relationship, but I cannot lose her over the fact that I killed her dog." Hear that? Thousands of 'shippers just burst into flames. The vet says he'll get the ipecac, and all is well.
The next morning, Rory is describing her recent community-service ordeal to Logan over mimosas. Mmm. We learn that Rory has completed 125 of her hours, and has 175 to go, which is a little off her goal, she says, but she's confident that she can get it all done. Logan looks at his watch and says he has to go. He has a meeting with his faculty advisor, allegedly, at which he has to convince her that this is the semester he's finally going to make something of himself. Why bother, dude? You have millions and can steal boats and shit with no consequences while your silly girlfriend on whom you are probably cheating peels potatoes for your mutual crime. What's your nickname for your faculty advisor? Let me guess: "Doc"?
Luke and Lorelai wake up, and he breaks it to her about his experience with Paul Anka. He tells the whole story while she looks on in (beautiful) abject horror. The vet had given the dog the vomit-inducing medicine after which Paul Anka hurled for a few hours, while Luke stood by him, making sure he rehydrated himself with water and then chocolate-proofing the apartment and the diner: "And now, I'm going to go downstairs and make Paul Anka some scrambled eggs, because the vet said kibble might be a little hard on his stomach for a couple of days." After hearing all this, Lorelai squints, concentrating, and looks at him. "Luke," she sighs, "I don't want to set a wedding date until things are right with Rory." Luke must be used to such outbursts by now, because he doesn't even flinch -- just nods and says "Okay" and goes off to make eggs for Lorelai's dog, while she smiles.