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- Emily. - In here. Just follow the crickets.
I am sorry I'm late, but I come bearing wonderful news.
Siri, bring Mr. Gilmore a plate.
I just got off the phone.
- Would you like to change first? - No, I'm fine.
Siri, Mr. Gilmore's hungry.
I'm perfectly capable of putting a napkin on my lap.
All right, I'm sorry.
- You were on the phone. - Long distance.
- God? - London.
- God lives in London? - My mom lives in London.
Your mother is God? So, God is a woman.
And a relative. That's so cool. I'm gonna ask for favors.
- Make her stop. - Oh, that I could.
- You spoke with your mother. - Yes. She's fine and sends her love...
- and she's coming to visit. - What?
- You're kidding. - When?
- I'm gonna get to meet my great-grandma? - Lorelai I.
- I was named after her. - I figured.
- Richard, when? - You'll love her. My mother's brilliant.
- We share that also. - I'm asking a question here.
Does no one hear me? Am I suddenly invisible?
I'm sorry. What was the question?
- When is your mother arriving? - A week from today.
- Rory, I tell you, it'll be such a treat. - Excuse me.
I still can't get over that I'm related to God.
It's going to make getting Madonna tickets so much easier.