After a pop of Advil and a gulp of Gatorade and tomato juice, Maj lays down on the bed next to Jess. Jess debates whether or not to bring up the topic of last night. Reading Jess like a book, Maj responds to the unasked question. "Jess, you know I love you." Jess' mind jumps to its own conclusions since those are such unfamiliar words to his ears. The addition of a "but" is instantaneous in his mind. Again knowing Jess, Maj pulls his face to align with hers. "I love you. There is no but, there is circumstance and circumstance requires getting through the rest of this weekend." Maj places a gentle kiss on Jess' lips. Jess attempts to speak her name and like the night before is silenced with the placement of Maj's finger against his lips. Jess' mind immediately starts to analyze the different kinds of love as Maj speaks again. "Stop overthinking this, Jess."
Jess laughs at Maj actually being right. "I am not over thinking this." Maj cocks an eyebrow as Jess adds. "Much." Jess rises from the bed grabbing Maj's arm to pull her upright. "Come Majestic, Lady Elizabeth beckons an audience." Maj whines her way down the stairs and through the lobby to the car as they head to the final family obligation of this rather eventful weekend. The final obligation is a picnic at Liz and TJ's house which will include Luke and Lorelai among the usual suspects.
At the Dragonfly, Honor and Josh lingered over brunch before deciding to head back to New York. As they made their way out of town, Honor noticed the pregnant and showing Rory walking into the newspaper office. Despite her promise to a friend, Honor decides to talk to Rory. Honor justifies this move with the thought that she promised not to tell Logan. She did not really promise not to run into Rory. Honor asks Josh to park the car and wait for a moment while she runs into the office of the Gazette. Honor is happy to find Rory alone on the space sitting at the desk typing away. Rory is stunned to see Honor leaning against the wall next to the door. "You are definitely glowing." Honor offers to soften the shocked expression of horror that has manifested across Rory's features.
"Honor." Rory stumbles upon her words as if there were speed bumps on her tongue. "Honor, what are you doing here." Honor waltzes across the room as if this was an expected social call. "I came to see you." Honor pulls out the chair in front of Rory taking a graceful seat. "Honor, it is not what you think." Rory cannot mask her panic at Honor's presence.
"Relax Rory, I am not going to tell Logan but I am here because of Logan." Honor sits back to choose her words with care. "Rory, this is not my story to tell but if the baby to be is in the dynastic plan, you owe it to Logan to tell him." Rory attempts to speak but is silenced by Honor. "Rory, I am not the keeper of your booty call or your conscience. This is for you to decide." Rory again attempts to speak. "Not done." Honor raises a finger to silence Rory. "I always liked you and I was always on your side. You broke my brother's heart time and time again. You were all that he ever wanted and you turned him out time and time again. You need to make a decision and make it soon. There is a right way and a wrong way to go about this. You know the price you will pay at the hand of my family if you choose the wrong way." Honor pauses just long enough for Rory to speak. "Is that a threat." Rory gets up her gumption despite herself with her tone taking on a very Park Avenue bitchy air.
Honor smiles sweetly as she responds. "Rory, it is how it is in this world. This is a choice and you have free will. You knew the risks of the affair and you are old enough to appreciate consequence." Honor rises from the seat to prepare to leave. She again smiles sweetly at Rory. "It is your choice, choose wisely." Honor gracefully exits the Gazette to her waiting ride. All that Rory can muster in her head is the chalice scene from an Indiana Jones movie telling her to choose wisely. The damn cup of a carpenter. Rory is painfully aware of her expiring timeline related to telling Logan.
Jess is surprised just how much he is truly enjoying this particular party at his mom's house. TJ and Luke are manning the BBQ while the characters from the town chat away at the tables. It is so normal that it is almost off putting. Doula is still donning the tiara that Maj had bought her which Jess finds amusing to a fault. Maj is again lost in conversation with Babette, Morey and Miss Patty as Jess observes from his mother's back porch taking it all in. Jess feels his mother's arm wrap around his shoulder. "So, what is running circles in that mind of yours?" Liz leans into Jess as he wraps his arm around his mother in return. Liz's bliss is hard to contain at the return gesture of affection from her son. The changes in her Jess are profound. In her heart, she knows she owes a huge debt to her brother but some of this is owed to Jess' life in Philadelphia. Liz knows bits and pieces revealed over time but she truly would like to find out more and now she knows who to ask. "You seem happy, Jess. Are you happy?" Liz asks of her son in a very offhanded tone. Jess smiles at the thought before he allows it to flow off of his lips in response. "I am content, Mom, very content. I have a good life." Liz smiles before turning to kiss Jess on the cheek. "You know that is all I ever wanted for you. I just did not know how." Liz brushes her hand on Jess' cheek. Jess smiles at this rarest of rare moments with Liz. "I know, Mom. I know." With the best response she could have hoped for, Liz turns away to attend to her guests. Jess takes his leave of the back porch heading towards his step father and uncle as a return to the festivities. It is time to engage over observe.