Jess is happy to begin his morning with breakfast in the diner. He takes is favorite perch at the table by the window. Jess' favorite is the table that is tucked away in a corner just to the left of the door along the side window. The table is perfectly bathed in the morning sunshine without the glare and traffic of the front window. This was is favorite spot to just be in a very Goldilocks sort of way. Luke has been busy taking care of the morning crowd. Jess offered to help but Luke just wants Jess to enjoy his time at home with a wave and "sit, sit".

With his nose buried in a book, Jess gets the oddest feeling of being watched. He brushes it off as one of the local tribe of eccentrics musing or cursing his youth and does not bother to look up. It is when he is suddenly bathed in shadow that his attention is drawn to his right. Jess assumed it was Luke until a soft voice pulls his undivided attention away from his book. "Excuse me, I hate to bother you but are you Jess Mariano?" Jess is shocked that someone is asking him that particular question in Stars Hollow. "What?" Jess offers up out of the confusion. Before him is a beautiful brunette with long braids circling her face. "Are you Jess Mariano, like this Jess Mariano?" The voice is again soft as the woman holds up one of his books. On his second book, Matthew insisted on a picture for the back cover. Jess takes in the woman's bright green eyes as she lowers the book to his hands. With a rare and sentimental smile, Jess takes in the book as he answers the question. "Yes, I am that Jess Mariano."

The woman gently begins to gush on how she loves his writing style as she introduces herself. Jess offers the seat across from him with the wave of his hand. "My name is Tess Ford." Tess accepts the seat and the offered coffee from Luke. Jess finds himself fully engaged in an academic conversation with this new friend. A couple of hours pass like minutes as the pair banter back and forth on various topics. Tess looks down at her watch before announcing that she is on her way to New Haven for an afternoon class at Yale Law and that she must be on her way. Jess smiles at the irony before him. Tess picks up Jess' phone from the table as she puts her number in it with a smile and a request to call her some time. Jess cannot wipe the smile from his face. This is not something that happens to him every day. There must be kismet in play since in all of the diners in all of the towns between Woodbridge and New Haven, this woman wondered into Luke's. In passing Luke mentions that he has seen the woman before a few times at the brunch hour.

Luke gently teases Jess about picking up a woman at breakfast and that the diner is not a singles bar. Luke also wonders out loud what the hell is it with Danes men and lawyers. Jess starts to pack up his things in order to head to see Liz. He cannot help but glance down at his phone and the newest entry to his contacts. There is now a temptation to stay in Stars Hollow for a couple of days to in order to set up a date with Ms Ford. Jess has not ventured out of his circle in a very long while and this is a rare opportunity to play a wild card. Jess tucks the phone into his jacket pocket as he heads out the door towards Liz's shop with a wave back to Luke.

Odette is enjoying her time in Paris. This is the life she enjoys as she prepares to host her friends at her Parisian apartment. Her staff is moving about her small but elegant space preparing for the onslaught of the salon set of models and artists that Odette refers to as her inner circle. Her staff knows the night of relative decadence and debauchery that will ensue from past experience requiring them to prepare accordingly. These evenings have become more frequent since the ring was laid upon Odette's finger. Her personal assistant assumes this is Odette sowing the last of her wild oats before becoming a respectable woman of society. Odette may be an heiress but she is the nouveau variety of heiress, the kind that reality tv bases their best stories on. The line up for the evening will include mean girls, gossip girls, rock stars and would be power players along with a football star or two which should provide endless entertainment for the staff with lips sealed up by the standard NDAs that come with the job. Odette pours a glass of champagne as she heads to her room to dress for the evening.

Lorelai is thrilled to be present for the sonogram as her grandson manifests upon the screen before her eyes. The technology amazes her as she takes in every detail of the precious one. She can almost smell that sweet little head from here. Rory is happy to see her boy on the screen but she knows in her heart she is not quite as happy as her mother. The Gilmore Girls will have a Gilmore Boy in their midst soon enough with less that 90 days left. Rory is not sure if she is bothered with the unknowns with Logan or the simple fears of impending motherhood. In vain, studies the screen to see if the baby looks like Logan. She is so fearful of the possibility that the baby is not Logan's. Rory admits to herself within the confines of her brain that she did sleep around a bit. The what if of the Wookie creeps into the back of her mind. The possibility of a random stranger being the father of her child is simply the most horrifying potential outcome. What would she do? Rory can feel the moment of reckoning creeping in on her. She knows the Huntzbergers are looming. She can hope for Logan to be the father but she is not sure and the Huntzbergers are going to demand proof. The reality is that there is a price of entry to a dynasty.