"Hi Ace," he whispered.

He had listened to her voice as she introduced herself to the others…her voice, it wasn't coincidentally angelic or anything like that, just different- soothing, calm, very feminine- he couldn't figure out how to describe it, all he knew was that he liked it and it was unforgettable.

"Mac," she breathed before repeating it louder for clarification, "Mac?"

It had to be him, after all, who else would call her 'Ace'?

Stephanie looked repeatedly between the two while the other boys watched the interaction wit interest,

"Do you two know each other or something? As far as I knew, your names were Rory and Logan. Do I not know something? Because I usually know all the goss,"

"We know each other,"

"We met not too long ago actually," Logan smirked, maintaining their eye contact. Steph sent an accusing glare Logan's way after noting the unbreakable contact, "Not in the way you're thinking Steph, we just hung out for a while once…and talked,"

Rory quit the staring contest to look at Steph oddly,

"What else would we—oh," Rory's eyes widened as she realized Steph's assumption, "You don't have to worry about that kind of thing, I'm not that kind of girl,"

"Yet!" Finn added, linking arms with her, "Once we're done with you…well I'm going first, you may not be a red head, but you are gorgeous. Now off to the pub!" dragging Rory off, leaving the others to tag behind.

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"Now that we have loosened you up…not in the sexual sense—that comes later, for now its time that we play 'let's get to know Rory Gilmore,'" Finn declared, slamming his glass on the table and shouting at the bar tender for another round,

"Question number one, where'd you grow up? And considering I haven't seen you at social events I'm presuming that you're not a socialite…so what's it like growing up in the real world?" Steph held out and imaginary microphone,

"I grew up in a small town outside of Hartford called Stars Hollow, and the real world rocks and I'd pick it over society without a second thought," Rory answered in a professional tone,

"And how would you know what's better?" Logan asked rudely,

"I've done both worlds and I prefer reality,"

"So you're saying society isn't real? It's just like one big fantasy that a bunch of rich people live or something,"

"I didn't say that, but I believe what you said is somewhat true, for many it's just a fantasy land that they live in to avoid all the pain and suffering outside their bubble, there's a lot of fakeness in that bubble though, but for some, society is more of a prison that they hate but can't escape,"

"Okay," Logan nodded,

"Okay? I was sure you were gonna blow this up into some major argument," he just smiled in return.

"Well, moving on," Collin grabbed Steph's 'microphone' hand, "Question number two. Which high school did you attend? And what's your major here?"

"I love how you all say question number…then ask two questions anyway. But, I graduated from Chilton Prep and I'm a journalism major,"

"So you're probably going to try out for the paper, Logan's on the paper, he could probably recommend you or something, he's been on it for ages,"

"Actually I've been on the paper since last year…and I'm guessing you're 'Old Man Whiskey'," she said turning to face Logan,

"Who?"

"Your desk is next to mine, you're never at the paper while everyone else is there, rumor has it you're allergic to the sun, but we always know when you've been there because there's always an empty bottle of whiskey in the trash that wasn't there the day before,"

"Yeah…that's me, I'm such a legend," he said proudly, Rory rolled her eyes,

"Okay, next question,"

"I'm next!" Finn exclaimed, "Rory Gilmore, do me!"

"But that's more of a demand Finn, I thought this was a question game," Rory said apologetically after pretending to consider it,

"My gravest apologies, Rory Gilmore, will you please do me?"

"I'll think about it tomorrow," she promised,

"Well then can I ask another question?" he asked hopefully,

"Go ahead,"

"Are you a virgin?" he meant it as a whisper, but in his slightly intoxicated state, there was no point whispering,

"I'm sorry, he's drunk, we should probably leave," Steph tried to shoo everyone out, afraid that they had invaded Rory's privacy and somehow offended her,

"It's okay, I'll answer the question, no I'm not…but it is getting late so we should probably get a move on…"

Steph peeked at her watch, "Definitely. Logan, do you mind walking Rory to her car? I'm gonna help Collin take Finn home then get him to drive me back,"

"No problems," he offered Rory his arm and escorted her outside.

"So I never got to ask my question,"

"Shoot,"

"Question number three, am I as hot as you thought I'd be from last night?"

"From hearing your voice last night I pictured to be blonde, with a handsome face, the sexiest most gorgeous body ever and someone I could totally have hot, wild, passionate sex with," she said huskily, stepping closer, he had a look of absolute pride on his face,

"Too bad, I only got the blonde bit right," she opened her car door laughing at his facial expression,

"Hardy har har," he said sarcastically, "You know you can't keep your eyes off me… anyway there's a party tomorrow night, make sure Steph brings you," he closed the car door and waved her off.