Sue walked back into the dinner and sure enough Rory was still there. She was quite literally sitting on the edge of her seat, a look of shock still upon her face. Sue slid into the booth next to her a gently laid a hand upon her shoulder. "You OK hun?" she asked.

"He kissed me," Rory said, still staring straight ahead,

"He what?" Sue asked. Logan hadn't mentioned that and since she had only been able to listen in and not see what was going on, this news was a surprise to her. So that was the "one more thing" Logan had been referring to. She thought she just hadn't heard what he said but apparently he hadn't said anything at all.

"He kissed me and then he just walked away."

"Well..." Sue tried to think of what to say next. "Was it a good kiss?"

This seemed to rouse Rory from her daze. "Sue!" she said reproachfully.

"Right, sorry." Apparently that wasn't the right thing to say except at that moment a small smile began to play at the corners of Rory's mouth.

"It was a really good kiss," she admitted.

"I thought so. He looks like a guy who knows the right way to use his tongue," Sue said jokingly.

"Oh he is, and don't think that just means kissing," Rory responded with a smirk.

"Rory Gilmore! Being overtly dirty, I'm very impressed," Sue remarked and both girls began to laugh.

"Oh that felt good," Rory said once the giggles had subsided. "I think I really needed to laugh right now."

"Laugh but to keep from weeping," Sue said.

"Exactly."

"I get it."

Rory smiled at her friend. "I know you do Sue, I know you do."

"Alright than, if a good laugh is what you need, a good laugh is what you'll get," she asserted. "Let's go find a paper and see what the stupidest movie playing is." Sue grabbed Rory's hand and stood up.

"We can't go to a movie. It's 10 o'clock on a Monday, we have to go back to work."

"You really think you're going to work today?

"I have to, I have a job to keep," Rory insisted.

"Yes, and you're boss gave you the day off." Sue immediately regretted saying this. Logan had known she was listening in but as far as she knew, Rory didn't.

Apparently Rory was too preoccupied to notice Sue's slip-up. "No, he doesn't get to have to both ways," she said angrily. "He can't just say he wants to pretend like we never happened and then try and give me special treatment. Not that I want special treatment anyway but especially not now."

"I don't think he wants to pretend you never happened," Sue insisted.

"You weren't here Sue. You don't know what happened."

Sue tried to stifle her laughter to that statement, she had no idea. "You'd be surprised," she said with a smile.

"Huh?"

"Nothing." Sue dismissed. "Tell me what happened," she requested more seriously, sitting back down. She wanted to hear Rory's take on it.

"He said he's going to stay out of my life." Rory followed Sue's lead and sat again. "He said it's all business from now on. I said I wanted to try and be friends but he said no."

"Mmhmm, and do you really think that would work? Being friends?"

"Of course it won't work, but that doesn't mean I don't want to try."

"Right, but don't you think that's just going to make it harder for both of you? The constant reminder of what you can't have? And then you get to go home to Jess but he's stuck going home to a cold shower and his right hand."

Rory rolled her eyes at the crude image. "Please he can have any woman he wants."

"He wants you."

"He'll find someone else," Rory insisted but she was surprised at how wrong that felt. She wanted him to be happy but the thought of him with someone else was horrible.

"If you say so," Sue said dismissively. "So what else happened?"

"That was pretty much the jist of it."

"What about the kiss?"

"It was a good-bye kiss, Sue, that's all," Rory insisted.

"Hmm, and you're sure you're not just saying that to make it easier on yourself?" Rory didn't know how to respond to that so she just glared angrily at her friend to let her know it was time to drop the subject. Sue obliged. "Right, so about that movie..."

"Sue, I told you..." Rory began but Sue cut her off.

"So you'll count it against your personal days. That's not special treatment, everyone gets personal days."

Rory couldn't argue with that logic. "Fine," she relented.

"Good, so are we still looking for a good laugh or have we moved on to a good cry?" Sue asked as she grabbed a paper someone had left on the next table which hadn't been cleared off yet.

Rory thought for a moment before answering. "Laugh, definitely laugh. I'm sick of crying."

"You got it hun, let's see what's playing."

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Logan rode the elevator up to the newsroom. He wondered if his father was still there or not, though he wasn't sure which scenario he'd prefer. There were some more things he wanted to discuss with Mitchum but he didn't know if he could handle that conversation just yet. Mostly he just wanted to go hide in his office and pretend that morning had never occurred. He wasn't sure how he was going to handle staying away from Rory when every fiber of his being just wanted to be as close to her as humanly possible.

Stepping off the elevator, Logan groaned. A group of girls were standing around someone's desk and he didn't even want to think about what they were talking about that assembled such a crowd, though he had a pretty good idea. He thought he'd made his point crystal clear that morning but apparently he had women working for him that were stupid as well as bitchy and Jenyl Flick was one of them. On the bright side he was sure his father had left the office; it would take something beyond stupidity to waste time conspicuously gossiping when Mitchum Huntzberger was near by.

"Hello ladies, am I interrupting something?" he asked, his best society mask plastered on his face. As he pushed his way into the group he wasn't surprised to find Jenyl sitting at the desk in question. Apparently the woman didn't take rejection well and decided to retaliate by spreading more nasty gossip.

"Oh we were just..." Jenyl faltered.

"You were just spreading the message I left with you this morning?" he asked with fake naivety.

"Yes, that's it," she agreed.

"Of course because I'm sure you're far to smart to directly disobey me and spread more gossip, especially on company..." Logan trailed off as he noticed something on the desk. The corner of a very familiar piece of personalized stationary stuck out from beneath a small stack of other papers. "What the hell is this?" he asked, grabbing for the paper and trying to temper his fury.

"Oops," Jenyl said innocently.

"Oops? You break into someone else's desk and steal their private property and all you have to say his 'oops'?" he growled.

"I was looking for some paper clips and they were just there," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

"So you thought to yourself, 'hey let's take them with me and read them to the whole fucking office'? Are you really that much of a vindictive bitch or are you just a klepto?" he spat.

"I just figured the whole office had a right to know about the sexual harassment that was occurring," she was still speaking in her sickeningly sweet voice and it only pissed Logan off more, if that were even possible.

"You're seriously on crack, aren't you?" he asked, unable to believe that people could actually be like that.

"I may be on crack, but it's your girlfriend who's the ho," she retaliated, finally succumbing to her true personality.

"Shut the fuck up," he ordered, slamming his hand on the desk.

"Why? I'm sure I'm already fired so I might as well speak my mind."

"You're damn straight you're fired but if you think that's the worst thing I can do to you then you clearly have no idea what the name Huntzberger means."

"I always knew you were one of those arrogant asses who uses his last name to get the world to bend to his every whim."

"Piss me off enough and you have no idea what I'm capable of," he assured her.

"Hmm, I figured you'd be in a better mood than you were this morning," Jenyl said, looking Logan up and down. "Most men are after they've gotten laid..." Logan was shaking with fury; if he thought he could stoop as low as to hit a girl this woman would be seriously hurting. "Oh you don't really expect me to still believe you when you say you're not screwing her," she continued. "Why else would you tell her you love her if it's not to get her in the sack? And 'Ace'? I'm sure it's some sick reference to her sexual prowess; she's probably got tons of experience."

"I really hope for your sake that you didn't enjoy working in journalism," Logan growled. "I suggest you hand over the rest of the notes and start looking for a new career."

"Here you go," she said, handing over a stack of papers and standing up. "Expect to hear from my lawyer, I fully intend on filing a wrongful termination suit."

"Really?" he asked scornfully, "You think McDonald's will pay you enough to hire a lawyer for a bogus law suit?"

Jenyl just picked up her purse and walked off in a huff. Logan looked around at the women who had been surrounding the desk. They had backed away but were still near by. They had been too scared to stay but too curious to leave. "Anyone else have anything else to say to me?" he asked them. No one said anything. "I didn't think so; get back to work."

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Sue and Rory took their seats at the movie theater. They were armed with massive amounts of junk food. The man at the counter had looked at them like they were certifiable for purchasing so much candy at 10:30 in the morning but what was a movie without tons of candy? Just as they finished situating themselves Sue's cell phone went off. Rory looked at her friend disapprovingly. "Having your cell phone on at a movie? Next thing you know you'll be littering. Am I going to have to get the dancing trashcans to have a talk with you?" she joked.

"Sure, just slip me a couple of 'shrooms, that should get them to make an appearance," Sue looked down at the caller ID on her cell phone and looked back up at Rory. "I have to take this, I'll be right back."

As Sue walked back up the aisle to the lobby she flipped her phone open "Just a sec," she told the person on the other line. "OK, coast is clear," she said into her phone once she was out of the theater. "What's up?

She listened to her caller for a second. "What kind of problem?" she asked worriedly.

"Umm, I think in the top drawer of her desk, why?" she responded after another moment.

"Shit, that's bad...who the hell would do something like that?" she asked and when she heard the answer her anger doubled. "That fucking bitch, I knew I should have kicked the shit out of her this morning after what she said to Rory...Don't ask, but don't worry, our dear friend sure gave that ho a piece of her mind."

Sue listened in as he described exactly what happened. "Good, I'm pretty sure I'd kill that skank if I ever saw her again so you saved me from some major prison time...Just keep them for now, I'll see what she wants to do with them. Thanks, we'll see you tomorrow. Bye." Sue hung up the phone and headed back into the theater. How the hell was she supposed to tell Rory about this? She was going to freak. Sighing deeply, she walked back to the seats.

"What did Logan want?" Rory asked before Sue had a chance to speak. "Checking up on me already? Only he can't do it himself so he's going through you now?"

"What makes you think..."

"Please," Rory scoffed before Sue could finish her sentence. "You think I'm stupid? You think I didn't know the two of you are in cahoots?"

"What?" Sue asked incredulously.

"Don't try and deny it Sue."

"Oh, I wasn't denying it, I'm just trying to wrap my head around the fact that you just used the word 'cahoots' in a serious conversation."

Rory smiled. "There is no vocabulary word that doesn't have its place in everyday conversation, even stupid ones."

Sue laughed. "So you're not mad at me?"

"Nah, I'm used to you meddling in my life. It's who you are and I wouldn't love you if you were any different."

"Good," Sue replied seriously. "Now just remember the part where you love me when you hear what I'm about to say."

"That is not a promising start to a conversation," Rory stated the obvious.

"Well...you were right about that being Logan, only he wasn't calling to check up, he was calling because there was kind of an incident at the office."

"What kind of incident?" Rory asked, afraid to hear the answer.

"Well, there's good news and there's bad news," Sue informed her.

"Oh there's good news?" Rory asked, trying to look on the bright side. "Let's start with that."

"OK, remember our dear friend from this morning, Miss Bitchy McBitcherton?"

"Of course, lovely woman," Rory said sarcastically. "What about her?"

"Canned."

"Logan fired her?" Rory asked, wide eyed. "What'd she do?"

"You mean besides implying that you were nothing more than a sex toy for the boss?" Sue answered angrily.

"Yes, besides that."

"OK, well here in lies the bad news."

"I figured."

Sue took a deep breath. "Did you remember to lock the top drawer of your desk today?"

"What does that have to do with...NO!" Rory said, her eyes going wide with shock.

"Yes."

"No!"

"Rory..."

"No! No no no no no. This can't be happening. Those notes were private, they were personal, they were mine," Rory gasped. "Did she...I mean does everyone?"

"Yeah," Sue confirmed hesitantly. "She shared them."

"But...but he called me 'Ace', he signed them 'love', I mean the presents were more of a nuisance than anything but the notes- they said something about me, about us, they were..." Rory trailed off, her extensive vocabulary failing her.

"Intimate?" Sue ventured.

"Yes," she admitted somewhat shamefully. "And now everyone knows."

"Well, he got them all back and it sounds like there was quite the scene so I doubt anyone will be stupid enough to bring it up if that makes you feel any better," Sue tried to comfort her friend.

"Not really."

"I didn't think so," Sue paused before asking her next question. "Do you want them back?"

Rory bit her lip nervously and Sue knew the answer to her question without having to hear a response. "I thought so," Sue said, giving her friend a big hug. "I'll get them from him tomorrow.

"Thanks Sue," Rory smiled shyly.

"Anytime. Now hush, it's time to watch the movie," Sue pointed at the screen as the lights in the theater dimmed. The two of them sat quietly, eagerly anticipating the slap stick comedy that awaited them.

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Logan stepped into the hallway in front of his apartment and dug into his coat pocket looking for his keys. He was thoroughly exhausted and he had considered just sleeping at the office...again, but one more night on that sofa and he'd be handing his fortune over to the chiropractor. He had spent almost every night for the past week sleeping at the office. A week, that's how long it had been since that awful day with his father and the letters and the last kiss. Seven days since he'd said a word to Rory. He only came out of his office when it was absolutely necessary and he would have other people bring her the edited copies of her articles; he did everything he could to avoid seeing her, speaking with her, because he knew that it wouldn't take very much to crack his resolve and he had to stay strong. Being in the office was hard during the day when she was there but it was easy at night when he could just work himself until he passed out. But tonight he would have to sleep in his bed- his big, empty, depressing bed- at least if he wanted to maintain the ability to stand upright.

Logan put the key in the lock and began to open the door but stopped when he heard a sound from within. So much for the security in the building. He debated whether or not to enter, what if the person inside was armed? He grabbed his cell phone and prepared to dial 911 and he turned the door knob and swung the door open slowly.

Taking in the site before him he shook his head in amusement. "You know polite people call before they break and enter," he said with a laugh.

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AN: Gee, I wonder who could be in Logan's apartment ;) (psst, leave a review)