-So?- impatiently asked Lane as Rory quietly drove to Stars Hollow
-so what?
-What was that little performance out there?- insisted Lane, making Rory blush
-Nothing! we were just talking and... and then he started he teasing me about my car park...and he ended up asking me to dance to prove my car was so far from the House that the music couldn ' t be heard- she babbled in a breath
-But it was- Lane
-Well, I said it was not that far and I took his hand and we pretended we heard the music...that's it!- concluded Rory.
-That doesn't make much sense, you know? But I wonder how the two of you got to that point...! Isn't he Evil Tristan or whatsoever you call him?
-yep... But tonight he was Good Tristan... I start thinking he is bipolar... -
Seeing that Lane was not convinced and, knowing she would not stop questioning her till she heard the whole story, she went on:

- we never actually had the chance to tallk talk, the basic plot of our conversations was: Tristan annoys Rory with his remarks, Rory insluts Tristan, Tristan snaps something back, Rory rolls her eyes and leaves.
-So what happened tonight?
-Well, I kinda spotted him defenceless after the public break-up and I could talk to him as I do with every human being ...heart to heart - She confessed
-So...out of the blue the two of you, who apparently don't stand each other's presence, had a pleasant conversation like two old buddies - said a perplexed Lane
-Yep
-And you kinda riconsidered your opinion of him?
-Partially...
-hum hum
-We talked about Dean- admitted Rory all of a sudden
-Oh boy-cried Lane
-Let's say we chocked up about our exes... And I realized I miss Dean, I always will... But he left me saying he loved me... Which is nonesense... And It shouldn't be me the one weeping and wallowing...
-that is true... Wait a sec! He said he loved you before braking up?
-yes
-and you are telling me this huge detail now?! No no wait... You told Evil boy first?!- cried out Lane, looking hurt
-I actually did not want to tell anyone about this... Because I... I was ashamed of how things went between the two of us... With me being silent while he was waiting for an 'I love you too'... So I told you or mum nothing... But tonight I realised I must not be ashamed of my feelings...I am sorry I didn 't tell you before- Rory explained in a low, soft voice
-well, if Evil boy has this effect on you, you should talk to him more frequently- commented her friend
-am I forgiven? - Rory asked with a pleading voice
-water under the bridge... But just because Evil boy is hot
-stop calling him Evil boy!
- now you are defending him?
-you know, enough about me, Dean or Tristan, tell me about you and the Korean boy
-Oh! Henry!- Lane suddenly exclaimed dreamingly - where do I start? I was dying to fill you in!

Later on, after Lane had successfully sneaked back in her room and Rory arrived home just to find it empty, she decided it had come the time for processing the whole night.

Lying in her bed she felt tired but,mentally, she could not have been more awake ... That talk she had with Tristan, at open heart, had shaken her. She understood she had so many preconcepts, they prevented her from seeing the good in Tristan. She stuck up to then Evil surface and could not see anything else beside it.
He teased and mocked her the whole time...and all she ever saw in him was the brat, the scrub, the player he seemed to be. She never really cared to inquire, she never went deeper than the surface...It never crossed her mind that it could have been a cry for help, a demand for attention...Or even That his attitude could be nothing but a facade to hide his inner feelings.
There is more than meets the eyes... That was what she realised that night while they were dancing.
And with that last thought, she fell asleep.
She didn't know it then, but her heart was making room for some one other than Dean to come in.