"Tell that to Violet Beauregard," Lorelai said, pouting like a disappointed child. She slid her half-empty mug toward him for a refill and started picking at the muffin, nibbling at pieces of it.
"So I'm arranging this huge, last-minute wedding for the second time. The day of, I heard they needed to move it back two weeks. The decorations were already up, the food was prepared, everything. I think Sookie's head almost exploded."