Rory wakes, snuggled in Logan's arms and thinks this has to be one of her favorite spots in the world. Not wanting to get up yet, she snuggles closer figuring Saturday was a good day for relaxing. She lies there, just loving being in Logan's arms until he eventually wakes.

"Morning Ace." said Logan a little sleepily. "You were watching me sleep, weren't you."

"So what if I was?" said Rory, smiling. "What are you going to do about it?"

"This!" said Logan, tickling Rory, making her giggle.

"Okay, stop stop stop!" pleads Rory, squirming. Logan stops. "I'll just have to be ore careful in the future."

"Hey, I have an idea." said Logan, sitting up. "Why don't we pick up some pastries, leave some for your mom and Luke, and then go look on furniture? We still have the weekend."

"But we won't know how long it takes Tom to look at the house." said Rory, also sitting up.

"Luke talked like it would only be a few days." said Logan. "So we ask for it to be delivered say Friday and then we could potentially move in Saturday. We could always call and reschedule the delivery if need be."

"Okay." said Rory, getting up. "Let's do this."

After quick showers for both and getting dressed, Rory and Logan make a stop at Weston's to pick up some pastries and coffee and after dropping off some on the kitchen table at her house, they wander into Hartford to look for furniture, stopping first at a store for bedroom furniture.

"This is definitely interesting...picking out the furniture we'll use every night." said Rory. "I am not sure I have ever actually done this."

"Who picked out the furniture for your room at home?" said Logan, as they browsed through the store. "Or your apartment in NYC?"

"Mom did on my room at home." said Rory. "I mean it's mostly odds and ends she was able to get for a low cost. All nice stuff and I love it, but it's not like I picked it out. Really mostly the same for NYC...it was basically my leftover college stuff from when I lived with Paris. I just got rid of it all when I chose to move back home for awhile. It was all getting pretty old anyways."

"Well, we're really in the same shoes. I hired a designer each time I got a new place." confessed Logan. "But seemed it would be more fun to put our stamp on things."

After several hours of shopping, slightly bickering over a few things, and getting orders placed, Logan and Rory stop for a late lunch. "Who knew shopping could actually be that exhausting?" said Rory, sliding into a booth at a nearby diner. "And we aren't even done! We still have our offices to do and the guest rooms..and the library!"

"Don't worry, we have time." said Logan. "And there's online shopping if it comes down to it." Rory's phone buzzes. "Who is it?"

"It's Grandma...Emily. I probably should take this." said Rory getting up. "Just order me anything...and coffee!"

Rory picks up the phone once she steps outside. "Hey Grandma."

"Hey Rory. I was just remembering there were some things you wanted from the house." said Emily. "Think you would have space for them? No rush really, but I figured it might help out. And well, I'm happy where I am and the stuff is gathering dust."

Rory thinks for a few minutes. "Would it be okay if I had Grandpa's desk? It was one of the things I asked to inherit, but I don't want to take it before you're ready."

"No, that's fine." said Emily. "He would want you to have it. Anything else?"

"Well I'd need to talk to Logan." said Rory. "Plus I don't want to empty you out in case you ever want to live there or even be there for a visit. Just I would like a piece of Grandpa with me, if that makes sense."

"Absolutely. I will call and get it arranged first thing Monday...unless you need it sooner?"

"No that's fine." said Rory. "I really hate to rush, but we were about to eat lunch."

"That's fine. Talk to you later." said Emily, before hanging up.

Rory walks back into the diner, where the food had just been placed on the table. "Looks delicious."

"What did your grandmother want?" asked Logan, curious. "Hopefully everything is okay."

"Actually better than okay." said Rory. "She's going to ship me Richard's desk...I'd love to have it and it would fit in the back office I'm going to use."

"That's perfect, Ace." said Logan, biting into his food.

"Yeah, it really is." said Rory. "I won't really need a lot else for that room anyways besides a chair for the desk obviously...maybe a chair and an end table."

Rory and Logan finish their lunch. "So more shopping or do we call it quits for the day?" said Logan. "I don't want to tire you out."

"I'm good. Just some of this coffee." Rory waves the cup in her hands. "And I'm good for a few more hours."

"Well your mom is making your dress." said Logan. "But I did notice a tux shop down the street and a bridal shop. We could knock those two things out - you can help me pick a tux for me and everyone else and then pick out bridesmaid dresses."

"Sounds good. Lead the way." said Rory.

A couple more hours later and the outfits were chosen. "Now all I got to do is text Lane and Paris their measurements. You should do the same for Colin and Finn." said Rory. "I loved that women's suit for Honor. It reminds me of the one I wore when I was my grandfather's best man. You probably should get Honor's measurements too or at least have her tell the store."

"Will do." said Logan already texting since Rory was. "And done. Just to await responses and we're done. Anything else?"

"No, I think I'm wiped for the day." said Rory. "Plus Mom and Luke are probably going to think we eloped if they don't see us sometime today."

"Good point. Let's go!" said Logan, walking Rory back to the car.