As soon as they came up to the apartment, Rory had changed into sweatpants and her 'reading is sexy' t-shirt. "What's with the sudden change of clothes?" Logan asked, grabbing a glass from the cabinet. "I've been in those clothes since 8 this morning, and I gotta tell you, they were not comfortable." Rory replied, sitting on the couch. "I actually think I might have some pants and a shirt of yours here." Rory says, as Logan sits down on the couch next to her. "I mean we ended things so abruptly, and it kind of just got pushed together with the rest of the stuff.." she rambled. "Go get them, I'll change with you." Logan says, smiling at Rory.
"So, did you have a plan in mind when you asked me to come up?" Logan asked, figuring he should just be blunt. "Oh yes! So after you left last night, Holly and I were watching TV before we went to bed, and it must have been getting pretty late because 'Twilight Zone' came on." "Okay… And?" "And, they were playing your favorite episode, so I recorded it and I figured we could watch it together again." "I didn't know you could still record things on TV." Logan says, laughing slightly, but touched that Rory thought of him.
Rory gets up to grab the remote and turns the TV on to find the recording. Once she sits back down, Logan lifts his arm so she can slide in underneath him. "I can't believe you remembered this, I mean it is a miniscule thing. Also, I didn't know they still played reruns of 'Twilight Zone'." "Well, mister, I am just teaching you so many things tonight." "That you are." Logan replies, as he leans down to kiss Rory gently.
Without thinking about it, Rory deepens the kiss, and she's pulling Logan even closer. Smiling, Logan pulls Rory on top of him, and the world around them seemed to melt away. After a few minutes, Logan pulls away, "Rory" he says, out of breath. "Logan" she says, concerned. "Taking it slow." He reminds her. "Oh yeah, that." She says, as he brushes a piece of her hair out of her face. She was still somewhat on top of him, but the kissing had ceased. "Also, Paris is coming, and I don't think us having sex on your couch would be what she wants to see when she visits." "I mean, you're not wrong." "I know." Rory sits up so she can go back to resting her head on Logan's chest as he starts the episode.
They get through the whole episode, and are sitting on the couch, chattering quietly when Rory's phone dings, signaling a text. "That must be Paris." Rory says, as she reaches to reach her phone on the coffee table and Logan audibly groans. "Hey, please play nice with her." "I will, I already promised, but I promise again." "Good boy." Rory replies, and falls back into the couch.
"Her train just got in so she should be here in a little less than an hour." Rory says. "Good so we can stay here for a little longer." "I'm surprised you're not trying to make a run for it." "Too tired, too comfortable." Logan says, sighing and pulling Rory closer to him. "Well, sorry, but I'm going to put you to work." Rory apologizes, kissing Logan on the cheek and standing up." "Ace where are you going, she's not going to be here for another hour." Logan says sleepily, grabbing Rory's hand and trying to pull her back down. "Yeah, exactly. I need to change the sheets on Holly's bed and clean the bathroom." "I thought you were going to do that earlier." "I've been with you all day, when would I have done it?" Rory says, tilting her head at Logan.
"Fine. I'll help." Logan says, pushing himself off the couch. "Good. Thank you!" Rory says cheerfully. They spend the next 30 minutes putting clean sheets on Holly's bed, cleaning the bathroom, and running the dishwasher, preparing for Paris and Doyle's arrival. Once Rory has declared it Paris ready, they return to their spot on the couch and wait.
"You know, since it's so late, you can just stay here tonight." "Ace, we just talked about taking it slow." "I know, but it's really late and I don't want you to get jumped on the subway or anything. What would Mitchum say if that's how you died?" Rory asks, and Logan laughs. "Fine. You're lucky you're still a good debater." Logan says with a smile.
A few minutes later, a knock at the door announces Paris's arrival and at the sound, Rory and Logan both jump off the couch. Rory begins to walk over to the door, but then stops and puts a hand on Logan's arm, and tells him to wait there. "Why? I'm pretty sure Paris will remember me." Logan says, confused. "Yeah, but I didn't exactly tell Paris that you were here." Rory says, and runs towards the door while Logan widens his eyes at her. Paris was not exactly Logan's #1 fan, and him being there might cause her to lash out.
"Hey Paris." Rory says, opening the door on Paris and Doyle, both holding a suitcase. Before she opens the door all the way to let them in, she tries to come up with a reason as to why Logan was there. "Um Paris, before you go in, I just want to let you know that Logan is here." "hmm" Paris says, raising her eyebrows before pushing past Rory. "Not Huntzberger again, Gilmore." Doyle says, and Rory nods and responds with "sorry Doyle."
Rory turns around to find Paris walking past Logan without a glance to put her bag down in Holly's room. Logan looks at her with a bewildered expression, clearly unsure of what to say. Doyle comes out from behind Logan and greets Logan with a smile and a handshake.
"Um hi, Paris." Logan says curtly when she walks into the small living room, unsure of what to say to her. "Logan, while I can't say I'm thrilled to see you, your face does seem to be less annoying than when I saw you last." She replies, titling her head slightly to the side. "Thanks, Paris… I guess." Logan replies, looking over at Rory who appears to be holding back a laugh.
Later that night, Rory and Logan are lying in Rory's bed. They had caught up a little bit with Doyle and Paris and after a slight toothbrush debacle, all was well. Logan's fright of Paris interrogating him had grown, but it had subsided substantially once he was in bed.
"Did I ever tell you how Paris and I met?" Rory asks, turning to face him. "I don't think so. You just told me that you guys met at Chilton, but I don't think there were specifics involved." "Well, it was my first day at Chilton, and it was not exactly going well." Rory says, thinking about how her mom dressed in a tie-dye shirt, shorts, and cowboy boots when meeting Headmaster Charleston for the first time. "My mom showed up in a crazy outfit, but that's beside the point." Rory says, and Logan smiles at her.
"After my mom showed up in that outfit and I met with the headmaster, I went to my first class and I realized just how behind I was, and there was this girl in my class and every question the teacher would ask, she would know the answer right away and it was driving me crazy." "That would be Paris." "Yes, that would be Paris, but I didn't really know that yet." Rory confirms.
"After class, the teacher talked to me about the test, and after, Paris was standing in the hallway and she proceeded to tell me she knew who I was and asked me if I was going out for the newspaper." "Sounds like Paris" "She also told me that she wanted to be valedictorian and next year she was going to be the editor of the paper." "Clearly both of those things worked out well for her." Logan says, knowing Rory had ended up being valedictorian and editor of the newspaper at Yale.
"So after that interrogation," "So you admit she interrogates." Logan says with a grin. "Hush you." Rory says, although she grins back at him in the darkness. "Anyways, after that meeting, I go to my locker, but it wouldn't open so I was pulling on it really hard so it was, and when it finally did, I backed up right into Paris and her giant model project for history class. There was a moat with water and everything." "Ouch, ace!" "Yeah, not the best start or my finest moment. Then, as it turns out, we were in the same history class." "Yikes!" Logan says, wincing but smiling at Rory afterwards.
"So you and Paris were enemies." "I wouldn't go that far." "She hated you." "Yeah, basically." Rory admits. "I kinda hated her." Rory admits once again. "But, then again, she was the first real scholastic competition I had ever had, and I don't think I would've gone to Yale if she hadn't hated me." "Oh, Ace, now you're getting sappy." Logan says, pulling Rory into him. "I know, I'm sorry." Rory says, allowing herself to melt into Logan's arms. "But that is how I met the infamous Ms. Geller, so I don't think her hatred for you can ever top the hatred she once had for me." Rory says a few seconds later. "Yeah you're right. I would never be so mean as to break someone's giant project." Logan says, kidding around. "Oh shut up." Rory remarks back, lightly hitting Logan's arm.
