"Sorry for letting myself in." said Chris. "I remembered about the key in the turtle and well I wanted to see Rory."
"Okay." said Lorelai, looking back-and-forth between Chris and Rory and feeling a little annoyed about Chris letting himself in. "I'll be upstairs if anyone needs me." Lorelai takes the bags and goes upstairs.
"So Rory, you're getting married and everything." said Chris.
"Yeah...though we went over this on the phone." said Rory. "Remember, you were too busy to talk."
"C'mon." said Chris. "Life is busy. We talk...right?"
"Maybe five minutes every month or so, sure." said Rory, not able to keep an annoyed tone out of her voice. "And then you do a big thing of showing up like it makes up for everything."
"I figured you'd want to see me." said Chris, defensively. "And maybe want my help for the wedding. Plus I wasn't sure where you would want me to get fitted for a tux...you know, to walk you down the aisle."
"You're mistaken." said Rory clearly and speaking louder than usual. "You're welcome at the wedding, Dad, but I'm asking Mom to do that. She's been the parent who's been in my life and been there everytime I needed her. She was there, you weren't. It's that simple."
"Rory..." said Chris with a whine. "But I'm your dad."
"Dad, please leave." said Rory, opening up the door. "You have some nerve showing up like this anyways. This isn't your house. I'll see you on the 3rd if you want to attend. Bye."
Christopher leaves and Lorelai comes back down the stairs as Rory shuts the door. "I couldn't help but overhear...well I could, but I am rude and eavesdropped. You really want me to walk you down the aisle?" said Lorelai wiping a tear from her eye.
"Actually yes." said Rory. "I just hadn't had a chance to ask you yet. I hope you won't mind."
"It would be my honor." said Lorelai, giving her daughter a hug. Logan and Luke come in, having arrived home at the same time.
"You're both crying...what's wrong?" asked Luke. "What did I do?"
"Nothing Luke." said Lorelai hugging Luke. "I'll tell you about all this later. And hi Logan."
Logan looks at Rory. "And hopefully you'll tell me too?" asked Logan. Rory nods.
"So how about I get dinner going and everyone else can freshen up?" said Luke, walking towards the kitchen. "How does meatloaf sound? With roasted potatoes?"
"Sounds awesome." says Rory. "Let's go sit in the living room." says Rory to Lorelai and Logan. The group moves that way. Rory and Lorelai fill Logan in about their shopping trip. "Everything will be delivered Friday. Now you need to do your office..."
"Actually I found a little time on my lunch break." said Logan, removing his tie and jacket and unbuttoning a couple buttons of his shirt. "And picked out some things in Hartford. Should be delivered at least by Saturday." Logan goes and quickly changes into jeans and a shirt and returns to talk about his day in Hartford.
After awhile, Luke announces dinner is ready. "Smells delicious." said Logan, sitting down at what has turned into his seat at the table. Everyone fills their plate and starts to eat.
"So what were you all talking about?" said Luke in between bites of food. "Anything interesting?"
"Mostly just about the shopping Mom and I did today." said Rory, taking a drink of water. "Nothing major. Everything is just coming together like we hoped."
"Speaking of which, if we want everyone to get invites in time, I'll need your guest lists at least by this weekend." said Lorelai. "I figure I know most of the addresses for people in town and I wouldn't mind helping out."
"Sounds good, Mom." said Rory. "We can do that."
After dinner, Rory and Logan insist to clean up and send Lorelai and Luke to the living room.
While rinsing the first of the dishes, "Okay, Ace, just tell me what happened." said Logan.
"It was Dad...again." said Rory placing the dish Logan handed her in the dishwasher. "Him just showing up thinking everything he's ever done. Can you believe he had the nerve to be in the house when we got home?"
"What?" said Logan, shocked and nearly dropping the plate he's holding. "Actually inside the house?"
"Yeah. He used the hide-a-key." said Rory.
"The one in the turtle?" said Logan, handing Rory the plate for the diswasher.
"You've known us too long." joked Rory, carefully loading the dishwasher. "But yeah. He even thought he would get to walk me down the aisle after all these years. Hope you won't mind I actually asked Mom."
"It honestly makes sense." said Logan, continuing to rinse dishes. "She's the one who was always there. I can't think of a better option."
After all the dishwasher was loaded, Rory and Logan choose to retire to their room. "Actually there was something I wanted to talk to you about, Ace." said Logan.
"Yeah? What's up?" said Rory, lounging on the bed. "Hopefully your dad's not trying anything."
"Actually I barely saw him today. Not sure if I would have seen him at all if he probably wasn't curious if I showed up." said Logan. "There's actually going to be a spot opening up at the newspaper my dad owns in Hartford - the one I'm working at. I wasn't sure if you would want it."
"Wouldn't that pretty much be nepotism?" asked Rory. "It wouldn't really be fair for me to get the job."
"Sure, why not? Your resume is pretty impressive." said Logan. "And we could always commute together. I'm not the editor, so not really nepotism considering I wouldn't be your boss."
"I'll think about it." said Rory, pulling out her laptop. "Want to watch a movie before bed?"
"Sounds relaxing." said Logan, joining her on the bed, sitting behind her so she could lean against him. "Have anything in mind?"
"How about 'In Time'?" suggested Rory. "It's kind of bad, but I don't know, kind of feel like watching a bad movie."
"I'm up for it." said Logan, slightly adjusting them both to get a pillow behind him and the headboard. "Hit play."