Richard and Emily are eating breakfast, and Emily is talking about her day.. Richard is reading his paper and saying 'uh huh'..this exchange ensues:
EMILY:And then after the cleaners I thought I’d run off with Marshall, the golf instructor at the club. Do you think you could manage to get your own dinner tonight?
RICHARDThat’ll be fine, Emily.
[Emily rolls her eyes. The doorbell rings.]
EMILY: I wonder who that could be, first thing in the morning?
RICHARD: Perhaps it’s Marshall, the golf instructor, unable to wait until after Melly’s party to have you. I know I couldn’t.
EMILY: You do surprise me, Richard Gilmore.
Also, I don't know if this counts, but:
-Emily hangs her portrait of Richard in the beach house, kisses her hand and touches it to his lips-Fall