This episode begins the way all good things begin – with Pop-Tarts and accidental nakedness. As a dedicated Never Nude, I myself have never been naked. However, I do love a good Pop-Tart and I assume people with good bodies like to get naked now and then, so these two things must be amazing when combined. What is the best Pop-Tart for nakedness? Strawberry frosted? Unfrosted blueberry? Something more unorthodox, like S’mores?
Judging by the title of this episode, we’re about to see how everything shakes out after underhanded dealings of Spacey Grandpa and Distant Dad. I can only hope this means Lorelai and Digger, A Sack Full of Spoiled Edamame Shells, are officially over.
This episode (the finale of season 3!!!!!! WOO!! I’ve made it so far!) begins with a closeup of the Troubadour I forgot about until right this second. Now I’m cranky. Stars Hollow has a population of about 45 people – being the town “plays music on the street for money” guy can’t pay in a town that small. Go visit Broody in Venice, at least you have more foot traffic than the one horse town of Stars Hollow.
We open this episode with the girls hanging out at Weston’s, a place they like now that they no longer have to look the old lady they stole from in the eye (see: Lorelai and Rory eating all the cake samples without having any intention of buying a cake.)
Lane enters with the brochures to her reeducation camp college and she’s wearing an amazing cardigan with a rooster on it:
Rooster sweater for president.
This episode begins the morning after the punchy punchy fight fight moment from last episode. Lorelai is SO HAPPY that her daughter was at a party where there was underage drinking and a literal fist fight. She asks for details and Rory is all, “idk, dudes and hitting, nothing to do with ME or the ridiculous idiots I’ve been romantically involved with.” And she almost gets away with it until Luke slouches into frame. Seriously, dude walks like a hunchback.
The girls begin this episode dealing with the grandparent fallout from last episode. They’re home and bored on a Friday night, while Judgy WASP Mom and Spacey Grandpa are “partying.” The girls act like they’re missing something but you know if Lorelai had been invited she’d be making snide remarks about how she doesn’t want to spend her Friday night talking to Muffy and Sterling about their annuity.
The Elder Gilmores’ party is just a bunch of rich people singing songs around the piano like its Downton Abbey and there is no electricity or TV yet so people had to talk to each other for entertainment. Or like that episode of Archer where everyone pretended to be the wealthy attendees of Mallory’s dinner party so she wouldn’t get busted for killing a dude in a really kinky sex game.
There are probably fewer butt plugs involved at Richard & Emily’s party.
The episode opens with Spacey Grandpa serving everyone a big giant helping of “Johnny Machete.” It’s a bunch of crap in a bowl, like gruel or one of those horrible “dump dinner” things.
Last Ditch Effort 
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