Episode Report Card M. Giant: C | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Mailer than Thou
By M. Giant | Season 5 | Episode 6 | Aired on 10.25.2004
Paris charges back into the room, off the phone now. "Did you know priests have a fabulous sense of humor?" she asks Rory. That reminds me of a joke. Since I had to collect two hours worth of jokes for a radio show last spring, most things do. A priest is sitting in a confessional when he hears this totally drunk guy stumble into the adjoining booth. Before the priest can even say anything, the drunk starts making all these horrible groaning, gasping, grunting noises. The priest sits there, shocked at this sacrilege, unable to speak. Finally the drunk knocks on the wall and the priest finds his voice: "My son, I don't think I can help you." And the drunk says, "What, no toilet paper on your side, either?" That joke didn't make it onto the radio show, in case you're wondering. Back to the recap. Paris asks Rory how her article is going, and Rory tells her it's going great. Which Paris takes to mean that Rory has found a new angle, because these stories are everywhere and they all say the same thing. I expected better of Paris. These stories were everywhere. "But you have a fresh angle, so good," Paris finishes. Rory pretends not to be crushed that Paris has just kicked all the props out from under her story without even trying, and her roommate breezes out, asking her to tell Rabbi Feldman that she got the stats she needed from Edward James Olmos's office. Well, of course she did.
Dragonfly. The partners are having a business meeting with their business advisor, this Ann person, who likes the progress they're making for the most part but wants to see them get rid of some expenses. "I could put in for overtime, but I don't," Michel drawls. Michel talks funny. Sometimes they think that doesn't mean they need to give him funny things to say, but they're wrong. Ann suggests dropping lunch, since they've got a full kitchen staff for an empty dining room. Sookie takes this cue to freak. "Lunch is my thing! Why do we have to get rid of one of my things? Why can't we get rid of one of Michel's things?" "What things?" demands the guy in the thousand-dollar suit. "I stand behind a desk and answer a phone. What of mine can you possibly get rid of?" "The desk," Sookie says. "Put the phone on the wall and write on your shoe, because he goes through a lot of paper." Lorelai tries to tell Sookie that Ann's just trying to help. "Oh, Ann hates me," Sookie snaps. Lorelai dismisses Michel and Ann to go get a cup of coffee – the latter yammering about his suits, of course -- so that Lorelai can try to talk Sookie down out of her tree. "This is all Norman Mailer's fault," Sookie accuses. Oh, what isn't? "I'm going to kick him and pinch his nose," she threatens. Lorelai reminds her that dropping lunch is just temporary until things get better, which they will: "And we're going to leave Mr. Mailer alone, right? Because I don't care how old he is, he can take you." "I know," Sookie sulks. Heh. Lorelai sits and wonders how she ended up in business with such a loon.