Saturday Gilmore House cont...
Tristan lay sprawled on the couch with his eyes closed,Lorelai and Rory had danced him to exhaustion. Rory was slouching down in the chair across the room waiting for her mom to return from foraging in her closet.
"I found it!" Lorelai said bouncing into the room excited and whipped out a yellow fan embellished with canary yellow feathers around it's border from behind her back and held it out to Rory.
Looking at what she was trying to give to an adamantly refusing Rory through barely opened eyes Tristan chuckled, "Found it? I'd have burned it."
"Mom why are you handing me big bird's butt feathers?" Rory grimaced after reluctantly taking the fan from her just to get Lorelai to stop bopping her on the head with it and held the fan between her thumb and forefinger.
"That's the fan I used when I came out. "Lorelai answered.
"I see, and knowing that these things are to match your dress I guess it's not too much of a leap of logic to state the grandmother made you wear a butt-ugly dress too?" Rory smiled, pleased that she wasn't the only victim of her grandmother's tastes.
Lorelai chose to ignored that implication, because her dress hadn't been that bad, well not as bad as Rory's was going to be, "Now look Christopher wasn't as ballsy as Tristan here and he wouldn't let me be myself. Oh, he let me steal a bottle of champagne and got drunk with me but that was all, the little kiss up." she fumed, "But I aim to fix that for you baby girl because you may have gotten yourself into this but I'll be damned if your sanity will suffer." "To late." Tristan snickered under his breath, "Now flick open the fan and let me teach you how to subtly trip another dancer while doing the fan dance and make it look a complete accident, grandma Lorelai taught me how but I was too much a twit to try it back then 'cause I still thought I had a chance to get my mom's approval. I was so deluded."
And so the important training began...
Monday Stars Hollow Bus Stop
Sitting down on the bench and checking her watch Rory found she had a good thirty minutes before the bus came. Lorelai had to go to the inn for an emergency with the staff, more like cause BY the staff if the truth be known and Rory hadn't wanted to sit around the house doing nothing but waiting and twiddling her thumbs(which she'd been sad to learn was not as fun as it sounded) and had headed for the bus stop early.
The one good thing about being there early was that she could deal with the stalker, that had been following her since she passed the alley running beside Taylor's store well before the bus showed and so there would be no witnesses if she kept the screaming down to low whimpers.
Ten minutes later Tristan pulled up in front of the bench and climbed out of the car to get a good look at Rory's handy work. A petite Asian girl was tied to the pole by her shirt sleeves and gagged with her own waist length hair.
"This is the infamous Lane?" he asked the slightly rumpled girl sitting on the bus stop bench reading her novel, "Yep." she nodded and then pointed down the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Turning his head and looking to see what she was pointing at he saw an angry looking older Asian lady stomping towards them, "And that's her mom, Mrs. Kim."
A few moments later, "Rory, I am sorry for the trouble my daughter is causing you." Mrs. Kim said bowing slightly , "My husband and I will deal with this immediately."
"That's fine Mrs. Kim." Rory smiled and gathered her things together and handed them to Tristan who had taken refuge from the angry looking woman behind her and the bench, "I know you and your husband will deal with this better then I ever could. Well with less bloodshed and police involvement." She admitted grudgingly and climbed into Tristan's car leaving him to hurry after her.
As he pulled away from the curb, Rory watched in the side mirror as Mrs. Kim started yelling at Lane as she untied her. 'Do that again you little snot and I'll do worse then I did this time by making you smell your own foot.' she fumed silently.
"Do I want to know?" Tristan asked drumming his fingers on the steering wheel nervously.
"No, plausible deniability will be the better road for you to take on this one." she told him shaking her head, then something occurred to her, "Why are you here?"
"Driving you to school." he answered looking at her oddly.
"I know that you squeak toy, but why?" she snorted aggravated by his tone.
"I wanted to know if you can waltz, Lorelai didn't cover that in her 'Dancing to Damage' seminar she held Saturday."
"And you couldn't have called?" she chuckled and watched as his face turned completely pink before letting him off the hook, "Never mind you saved me a bus ride so it's all good. And to answer your question, no I don't know how to Waltz mom suggested that I wing it, said it'll just make me more nervous if I try and learn how to this close to the ball. I don't believe her for a second about that but I'm not taking any more time then I have to, to learn how to do all this useless stuff then I already am. So prepare to be stepped on. By the way if you thought Saturday was weird you should have seen her Sunday, she made me memorize escape routes from the country club where this thing's being held"
"Well that is good to know encase there's a fire or something." he answered giving Lorelai the benefit of doubt.
"It was more like the 'or something' bit she was aiming for, and I'm to tell you to park were you can make a fast get away. She's making Luke park outside the gates as it is and they're walking in." Rory explained and settled back in her seat to take a nap, they didn't have to be at school early for anything so Tristan could take his time and actually drive the speed limit. She did wondered briefly before drifting off if she shouldn't start chipping in gas money.