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A/N: I pretty much 3 readers and their great reviews. Yes my spelling could be better, I apoligize. I'll look more closely this time. Patrick is an a-hole... but I mad him so he would come off that way. If you want to feel free to take out your pent up aggression yelling at him. (he's actually fun to write) ANYWHOOO... on with the story.

Rory knew the egos of the two guys at dinner would be almost more than she could handle, but after much debate she decided to stick through it, rater than pull a Lorelia and fake sick.

She trailed a few steps behind her grandmother eyes scanning the room to see who would approach her first. Tristan was on the other side of the room chatting nonchalantly with his grandfather. Patrick was holding his own in a conversation about the resorts future, carefully explaining the transition into this generation. Before Rory could even decide which conversation she wanted to be apart of her grandmother pulled her along to hear about the resort.

"Ah, Mrs. Gilmore, We were just talking about gambling night once a week. Would you be interested in something like that?" Emily played innocent and shrugged lightly.

"I never was the gambler, Richard would love that though. I think it's a splendid idea." Emily said nudging Rory to speak, instead of gazing into space.

"You know my mom taught me how to play Texas hold em'. I'm sure playing with M&Ms way different than playing with actualy money. I think it could be fun though." A small bout of laughted erupted but subsided when they noticed that Rory had been serious.

"Rory, We'll probably only let the men gamble. It would appear easier that way." Patrick said leading her to their table and then sitting next to her. Rory was about to object but she soon found Tristan sitting on the other side of her.

Wonderful, Rory knew the rest of dinner was going to go quite oddly. Tristan scooted closer to Rory and Patrick had already been unusually close. Emily sat directly across from Rory giving her a seemingly knowing smile. Little did she knwo the agony Rory was about to find herself in. A silence filled the three of them until Rory almost burst.

"Both of you apoligize." Rory said in a hushed whisper, "Now." Both Tristan and Patrick sighed.

"Sorry." Both said in unison almost uder their breath.

"Now, can we please act civilized people." Rory smiled as they both nodded in unison.

Everyone ate and slowly excused themselves, including Emily. Finally the only people sitting at the table were Tristan, Rory and Patrick. Both guys determined to walk Rory to her cabin.

"Rory, come on I'll walk you back." Tristan said extending his hand to her. Patrick stepping besides her now.

"Rory, I'll walk you. What would happen if someone happened to come along and try soemthing?" Rory looked between the both of them not knowing what to do.

"Here's an idea. I'll say goodnight to you both and walk myself to my cabin." Rory said leaving both them stunned. She stopped and said, "And apoligies don't count if you act like assholes two minutes later." With that she was walking back to her cabin.

A/N: It's short I know... and really crappy. But it's a huge set up for the next chapter as the fight between Patrick and Tristans gets more heated. BETTER CHAPTER TO COME!