Good evening, Sir.

Dean?

Hey, Sweetheart. It's my boss. Would you excuse me for a moment? It won't be long, so don't go anywhere. ... Yeah I will ask him for a role for you in his next movie.

Are you in a bar?

Sammy, this chick! Daisy or Stacy or something, I don't know. But her shirt is so tight, you can see everything! I don't think she even bothers with a bra. And that mouth …

Uh, Dean! Too much information!

So why are you calling in the middle of the night, little brother?

I'm not keeping you from your pick-up of the night?

Nah, don't worry. She'll still be there in a minute. Tonight was you big day at Rory's grandparents, right?

Yeah.

So how was it? I thought you'd be a bit more excited about it.

It was awkward. First her grandmother looked at me as if she just wanted to slam the door in my face again.

What did you do?

Nothing! I just stood there. And then Lorelai said something like how nice it was from her mother to invite me. I think she tried to be nice then while we sat in the parlor ...

A parlor?

Yeah. Mrs. Gilmore escorted us to the parlor where we had some drinks before we were called to dinner.

Yeah, talk about awkward.

It got worse. So we sit there at this giant table and the maid just brought the plates back into the kitchen.

Of course there had to be a maid.

And Mr. Gilmore asks what college I want to go to and how I am planning to make a living once I graduate.

You're only sixteen. What kind of question is that?

I know!

Did you tell him you're good at hustling pool?

Dean!

So what did you tell him?

That I didn't know. So he said he knew exactly what he wanted to do when he was ten years old. Which college he wanted to go to, that he wanted to travel the world and see La Traviata in an Italian opera house and that he wanted to be a very important man with a nice suit in a very powerful firm.

Wow. What kind of ten year old has plans like that?

The rich kind I guess. Point was, Rory is special and wants to go to college and I hold her back.

That's what she thinks?

No, not her. Her grandfather.

He doesn't even know you! How can he say you hold anyone back if he doesn't even know you?

I think for him it's enough to know that I'm not rich and don't belong to this Hartford society.

Idiot. Do you want me to come over and teach him a lesson?

No, I think you should get back to your date.

Good thinking, Sammy. Talk to you tomorrow.

Bye.