Episode Report Card Al Lowe: A | 1 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT Up A Creek
By Al Lowe | Season 7 | Episode 15 | Aired on 02.19.2007
Logan and Rory arrive at Le Fancy, or whatever it's called, for dinner with Mitchum. Rory looks quite lovely, as is confirmed by Mitchum in a champagne toast. Mitchum's assiness is as ripe as ever, and blabs on about his personal friend the chef and the gutsy move he made by opening his own restaurant. He is overly amused by everything Rory says, and showers her with compliments, asking if she still intends to pursue journalism. She confirms that she does, and that she has just applied for a prestigious internship at the New York Times. Naturally, she is suspicious at all of Mitchum's compliments, recalling his total bastardness of the past.
Speaking of bastardly behavior, Emily is in high dudgeon in Richard's office, stressing over the business accounts. When Lorelai comes in to report on the food situation she has arranged with Sookie, Emily vaguely thanks her, before asking why Lorelai's doing all this. How Lorelai doesn't knock her to the ground, I don't know. Instead, Lorelai says that she's just trying to help so that Emily won't freak out so much and, in fact, Lorelai can easily help with the accounting stuff. "How can you help?" Emily asks, like a jerk. "Mom," Lorelai reminds her, "I have a business; I helped Dad set up this business; I went to business school." And while Emily looks on in amazement, protesting her every move, Lorelai takes charge at the computer. She explains that she can easily email Richard's Quicken files to the accountant handling the tax forms, just like she files hers every year for the Inn. Emily amazed that Lorelai knows anything about this, and as Lorelai tries to explain, Emily finally rolls her eyes and goes to the cabinet for some real booze: "Vodka or Scotch?" Lorelai declares it a regular speakeasy. She's willing to drink straight from the bottle. Instead, Emily gets her a glass, and Lorelai takes one mighty swig, giving herself the strength to blurt, "Mom, Christopher and I split up." The genius Kelly Bishop lets fifty reactions play across her face in just a few moments of silence before finally saying simply, and with typical Emily dignity, "I hardly know what to say." Lorelai looks relieved. "Really?!" she asks hopeful. "Because you don't have to say anything! Now, or ever!" Oh, Lorelai, you won't get off that easy.
Back at Chez Wealthy, Mitchum is still laying on the charm. He's exceedingly proud of Logan, obviously, because of his son's recent business success. When Logan has to leave the table for a business call, Mitchum shines his ass-kissing light full on Rory. Remembering his past behavior, it is a RIDICULOUS conversation. Mitchum blabs on and on about what an asset Rory has been for Logan. He gives her the credit for Logan's success, saying that the whole family is very thankful. When Rory protests that Logan deserves all the praise, Mitchum shakes his hairplugs, calling her too modest. "I know we've had our differences in the past," Mitchum says. "Yyyeah," Rory says, thinking he's finally going to admit his assery. But no, instead he makes her toast to their being on the same page, and says that she's part of the team to help Logan figure out his next steps. Rory is stunned, especially when Mitchum says that he's going to take care of Rory, as well -- that he will set her up in any of his newspapers. "Um," Rory points out, "I seem to recall you said I didn't have it." Nice one, Rory. But you know, that's all bygones to Mitchum. He waves it off, and when Logan comes back to the table, he pats himself on the back for ordering the flamingest, booziest possible dessert.