Emily: I see you have a Rory.
Lorelai: Excuse me?
Emily: Your drink, it's called a Rory...What's a matter Luke, you don't like your Rory?
Luke: Oh no...it's, it's great...uh...it's a little pink...you know.
Emily: Well Rory's a girl. Girls like pink.
Luke: I know. I was just saying...
Emily: No one's asking you to wear it. It's not a skirt.
Luke: I know, I just...
Lorelai: Drink the drink.
Luke takes a sip of the drink.
Emily: Well nice of you two to come. I have some things to check on. We'll catch up later. Excuse me.
Luke: Ukhhh. It tasted pink. I mean like really tasted really pink. Like pink pink. Ukhhh. God that's terrible. It's like drinking a My Little Pony.