- Excuse me, young man, might I have a word?
- Yo, pipsqueak! We need to talk.
- Ahoy, sailor, go treasure hunt elsewhere!
Oh, good one, Lor!
- Hey, Dean, can I talk with you for a second?
- Mom?
- It's okay, sweetie, go ahead first and grab some twinkies and pop tarts for me, will you?
- Okay okay. See you, Dean.
Aww, how cute! She's still shy over pecking him in public! Logically so, right, with me over here like a creeper I wouldn't be feeling up to a smooch fest either.
- So is this the parental moment: "don't hurt my daughter or I'll hurt you" cliché?
- Son, have you seen where you are? If you do hurt Rory the whole townsfolk is going after you with torches and pitchforks. She's that beloved. Trust me, in this case, I'm on your side.
- But are you?
- Why don't you come with us for movie night? I am being honest here.
- But... I thought movie night was a thing between you two?
- And it is, see! Now you're catching on!
Oh, those dimples are to die for! And the way he's hunching his shoulders in all of that I-have-time-to-actually-exercise glory? Oooh boy's got some charm working for him. Good job, Rory!
- Well, in that case, I would be honored to accept such invitation.
- Invitation to what?
- Your mom just invited me to movie night with you guys.
- Oh, that must mean you're on the approved list then.
- Ah, I'm all Gilmore girl approved?
Yeah, dude, seeing as they're leaning into each other and completely forgotten about me? Boy's pretty cocky with his choice, let me just casually walk away from the love birds now or things are going to be extra awkward!
Oops, talking about awkwardness... What to tell Luke when he's clearly sniffing out to see what is happening in my life this time around? It is how our tetê-à-tête mostly goes but I kind of needed this moment to reflect on this occasion now and not to engage in social proclivities with small town hysteria. I'm the one that needs to be neurotic! Although quietly, that's the issue: I can't make Rory worried now after she's finally starting to relax over the gasp boy thing.
- Rory got kissed. Rory had her first kiss. And that guy did it.
Time to make those acting classes worth their money now, Lorelai! Do it for the Golden Globe!
- Say what?! Some guy harassed Rory?
- No! I mean, yes! I mean... it was consensual... After... Because you can't exactly ask permission before you steal a kiss, that's the principle of a stolen kiss, you know! But she likes him now and I guess I will have to call him son in law in a bit too...
- What! They're marrying?!
Woah, cowboy. The whole overprotective father figure was kind of cute before the judgmental vibes I'm feeling right now. Futhermore! They're right in public. If there was an awful thing happening here we would all know it by the glimpse and I'm pretty doubtful over Luke's hability in doing the knight in shining armour routine in public. He will probably just fret a lot and complain quietly to me everytime he feels something is happening and he disapproves.
- Luke! Luke, Luke, Luke! Come on, they're teenagers. They aren't marrying! It was a joke, gee. Take a breather.
- Oh right. Of course. They've just met, of course. That's not happening for a while, huh? I mean. I'm just saying. Rory is going to college! Isn't she? No time for a wedding until at the least her final semester, right? Yeah. Everything's ok.
God save me for small town hysteria.
- Sure, honey, sure. Maybe we both need some coffee? And to give them some privacy.
- Privacy! Why do they need privacy for? We need to keep an eye on the new kid so that he doesn't hurt our Rory.
Huh.
- Rory is a big girl, let's see how she handles him first, ok?
- Yeah, yeah ok. We can do that.
"We". Welp. Guess I'm not too worried about Rory and Dean now and I'm terrified over how Luke just shoved his self onto my life like that was a-okay to do so regarding my daughter. That was the only, unspoken, rule about the Gilmores in Star Hollows: you talk, you rave, you judge, but you do not parent her ignoring my wishes! And unorthodox or not, I am not the one that has a rebellious kid trying so hard to have a double life since she feels she won't be accepted as she is by her mom.
Mrs Kim is a sweetheart and honor bound and I want to like her so much! I get her. She wants to raise Lane in the best way possible. She is aware of the struggles of fitting in an american society but she's the ultimate rebel for sticking to her guns instead of forgoing her culture and giving up on her teachings... If I were to be a strict mother, I hope I could be one like that powerbomb: caring yet unflexibly protective of simple common young mistakes.
Something that my own mother forgot, when trying to mold me into one of her precious dolls. We hurt each other and didn't gain much from it except gradually louder fights and secrets.
I don't want this to happen with myself and Rory. It may seem illogical and too codependent to care for her as I would a best friend... but in actuallity, all my socialite friends were better as allies than bonds of friendship. We would grow to be business partners or enemies of a sort. We would maybe marry and compare riches. We would raise our kids to be prepared for the open hate prestige comes with.
It's just a boy for now. And Rory did tell me about him. Maybe she's better off already than I was in that stage.