Lorelai: So, apparently, I’m now the Reigning Lorelai.
Rory: Huh. I guess you are.
Lorelai: It’s a lot of responsibility.
Rory: Well, sure.
Lorelai: I mean, it’s mostly ceremonial stuff nowadays. Declaring knighthoods, opening supermarkets. But now and then, you get to banish someone or pose for a stamp.
Rory: Neat. And coins.
Lorelai: Yeah, and coins. You know, someday you’ll be the Reigning Lorelai.
Rory: I don’t like that idea!
Lorelai: Why not? You get a cape.
Rory: Because if I’m the Reigning Lorelai, then that means you’ll be gone.
Lorelai: Gone? No, not me. I’ll step down way before that. I’m not going to pull a Queen Elizabeth on you, make you wait around forever, force you to develop interests in polo and architecture.
Rory: I am scared of horses.
Lorelai: I know that.
Rory: So there’s a cape, huh?

Sigh. I miss Rory and Lorelai. I may have to do a mini Gilmore Girls marathon tonight to get my fix.