“Oh, hi! Great! I’m still on my finals sleep schedule, and, man, am I wired. What time is it? Like, 3:00 in the morning? I cannot tell anymore. Want some mac and cheese? I love mac and cheese when I can’t sleep.
“You have nothing? I have nothing! I have no place to go! I can’t stay at Luke’s, I can’t stay in Stars Hollow, my mother’s a wack job! I mean, you’re saying you’re this loser and what- you don’t want to take me off this terrific path I’m headed down right now? I’m not graduating high school! I don’t know what I’m gonna do with the rest of my life! But something’s telling me I better find out soon, or I’m gonna be that guy out there on the boardwalk selling the hemp hats!”
“You know what, I know what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna get the can opener.”“Are you serious right now, you’re not messing with me? You’re finally gonna tell me what you do with that can opener?”“Do I look serious?”“You look stoned.”“I am. But I never joke about the can opener.”
“Now go unpack the skimpy amount of stuff I’ve gotten you so far and I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Copper boom.”“What?”“It’s what you said to me this morning when you were trying to speed me up”“But you missed a bunch of stuff in between.”“I think it’s catchy. Go, go, unpack.”“Copper boom!”