She decided today was definitely day to do it. It was beyond the point of
knowing. It was actually feeling. Rory could feel that this was the day when
everything would finally change. And she was 80 percent...well 75-25 percent
sure that she would be very happy with the results. What was that quote her
mom would always say but never fulfill...Take a risk, it's better than living in a
world of what ifs. Yes that was it. If only mom could see that her risk was stable,
waiting for her, and was her sole coffee supplier and she definitely wasn't talking
about the coffee maker in the kitchen although Lorelai would beg to differ.


"Stop going off on tangents!" she said to herself. "Just do it! Like those stupid
Nike commercials. Run through snow or something...do it!"


Rory picked up the phone and dialed the number. 568, there was a pause.

"Just do it Rory, or else he'll call to see Lord of the Rings again." As she
mumbled to herself, this was harder than she thought. Her gut better be right.

"Hello?" God, could his voice even sound floppy?

"Hey Dean it's Rory. Can we meet at Luke's in an hour?"

"Yeah, sure. Is anything up?"

"Umm..." She began biting her lip. Should she just do it now? Get it over with?
No, she should give him the benefit of the doubt? "Sort of. Just come ok?"

"Um, ok." You could sense the nervousness beginning to build.

"Ok, um, bye."

"Bye."


One Hour Later, Luke's


Rory was waiting rather impatiently. Come on, come on. Show up you
little priss. Priss? Where did she ever learn that word? She probably picked it
up from her mom...that usually happens. Show up you little prick! Come
on...and the ranting continued for five minutes with Rory's head turning every
time the doorbell jingled.


"Hey, you seem tense." She could sense that voice anywhere. It gave her
tingles all the way down to her toes.

"Hey, I'm waiting for Dean."

"Oh." You could see his face drop for just a second before nonchalantly asking
"Well where is he? What are you guys going to do, suck face?"

"Ugh, for your information...come here," and she grabbed his shirt collar closer
and whispered in his ear "I'm going to break up with him so if you want to go out
after just call me because I'm probably going back home ok?"

Where did that come from? Well wherever it came she was thankful for it
because she really wanted a repeat of last night.

A bit startled by her outburst Jess answered indifferently, "Oh...ok."

"Good." And she gave him a little smile before she noticed Dean in the window
looking very nonplussed about the event he just witnessed.

"What do you think you're doing Rory?!" Dean screamed at her as he barged into the diner feeling as though he had walked in on a very intimate moment.

"Exactly what I planned on Dean. I think we should break up."

"You what?! What is this about? What? Why?!"

"This is why. You think any guy I am remotely friends with is after me. And I
hate that! We have nothing in common. You get bored when I even look at
books, and I get bored when you talk about your stupid motorcycle! You are
overprotective and jealous and I can't stand such a constricting relationship!"


"That's just fine Rory. But if you're dumping me for Jess you're taking the wrong
road."

"What I continue to do with my life is my business Dean. I hope we can still be
friends but I'm not really sure how that would work, but maybe someday. I'll see
you around Dean."

And just like that she walked out. And her 75, no 80 percent chance of feeling good about today was right. Let's just see if her little hint to Jess worked...