Authors' Note: Co-written with DanceInSlowMotion! This is set post Gilmore Girls Season 7, and pre Parenthood Season 2 Finale. Our ideas are based off of the promo for the Season 2 finale of Parenthood. Certain details regarding Parenthood weren't necessarily what we wanted to happen, but it just worked out that way. These were our predictions for Parenthood and Gilmore Girls. Enjoy please! :)
Prologue; People Were Being Particularly Stupid Today
The phone was ringing at the Dragonfly, and Michel refused to answer it. People were being particularly stupid today, and he didn't want to talk to anymore of them.
Lorelai happened to be standing at the desk as well, but Michel stood closer to the phone. "Michel, the phone."
Rolling his eyes, Michel made no move to answer it. "Yes, it rings."
In an annoyingly fake French accent, Lorelai prodded Michel to answer it. "Michel, answer the phone. Michel, answer the phone…"
With a huff, Michel reluctantly gave in, and answered the phone. "Dragonfly Inn, Michel speaking. Say something that won't make me despise you."
Adam Braverman pulled the phone away from his ear, and looked at it strangely. Was this Frenchman for real?
He took a few seconds to recover from the inappropriate salutation. Regaining his usual composure, Adam spoke clearly and concisely. "Yes, this is Adam Braverman, and I'd like to make a reservation for May 3rd to the 17th."
Responding immediately, the frenchman spoke in a hurried monotone. "No, I'm sorry, we're completely booked."
"Well, can you at least check?"
"No, I'm sorry, we're completely booked."
"Sir, can you at least check the book?"
With a slam, Michel threw down the phone on the desk. "Here, you deal with this insipid man. I need to go check on Paw-Paw and Chin-Chin." Michel stormed away from the desk, as Lorelai picked up the phone.
"Hi, I'm sorry about that. You'll have to excuse him-Celine Dion just recently filed a restraining order."
Giving the phone another strange look, Adam responded, "that's quite alright, I just wanted to make a reservation for my family and I for May 3rd to the 17th."
Grabbing the pink neon post-it notes, Lorelai nodded to herself. "Okay, how many rooms will you be needing? And what name should I put that under?"
"Five…Braverman."
"Wow, you've got quite the clan there, don't you Black Hawk?"
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing. Five rooms all set! We'll be seeing you soon Mr. Braverman."