Emily Gilmore was in a state. Lorelai was plunging a knife into her heart all over again with this Dean insanity. It was next to impossible to show her face at the DAR where she had harped on the shameful cougars along with the others at high tea. She would not subject herself to whispers and judgment from that vicious coven.
She had money. She could change the situation. She had to be careful.