HI PEOPLE! JUST A LITTLE DRIBBLE! READ AND REVIEW!
"You are CRAZY!" Rory screamed at her mother, turning off the TV
"We prefer the term psychotic," Lorelei answered back, pointing her chopstick at Rory before dipping it back in the Chinese container.
"You know what you think has made you "psychotic" enough to even think what you just said?" Rory asked, standing up hands on her hips.
"No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me," Lorelei remarked, her mouth full.
"You've seen one to many movies," Rory explained, very all knowing and smart-alek like.
"Now Rory, don't go blaming the movies. Movies don't make the psychos; movies make psychos more creative," Lorelei scolded, smiling.
"Were steering off the topic. How could you possibly think that?" Rory asked.
"Um…well I think the truth, and the truth, my friend, is that Dawson's way hotter than Pacey," Lorelei said slowly, as if speaking to a child.
"NO! No! No! No! Pacey's hotter! Pacey's hotter!" Rory said, jumping around like a baby.
"Okay, maybe we can come up with some kind of agreement, like: Pacey and Dawson are EQUALLY hot, and Jack is the hottest," Lorelei said, smiling at how brilliant she was.
"Jack. Jack Mcphee. Oh yeah. Me like!" Rory jumped up and down and started clapping her hands together. Then she grabbed two pixie sticks, handing one to her mom.
"A toast?" Lorelei inquired, biting off the top
"To the crazy- I'm sorry –psychotic!" Rory screamed, hitting her pixie stick against Lorelei's, creating green and purple sugar to fly everywhere. Well, that's just another reason why you shouldn't let Gilmore Girls watch Dawson's Creek!