"What the hell is that?" Jess hissed, looking towards the door
guiltily.
"Calm down, Mariano, just chill," Grant said. "It's just a little coke."
Jess reprimanded Grant, "I can't believe you do that shit!"
"Not all the time, just for parties. And we can just take a little tonight before we go out."
Jess shook his head forcibly.
"Come on, man," Grant said, "It's not like it's gonna kill you."
"It might," Jess said, feeling like a goody two shoes but not wanting to get into that kind of thing.
"Seriously, Jess," Grant said, sitting down. "I've been using it off and on for over a year. It's fine."
"I don't think so."
Grant shrugged, sticking it back in his pocked. "Tonight, we'll see if you change your mind."
"Mom, food!" Rory called.
"We have no food."
"You said you went to the store."
"I did go to the store. For candy."
Rory sighed, her stomach rumbling. "Chinese?"
"Takes to long. Luke's."
Rory hesitated, and then nodded. She hoped Grant wouldn't be working. Not only was he rude and inconsiderate, he made her really uncomfortable with his leering and touching.
They walked down the street, briefly accosted by Taylor, who was trying to get volunteers for the Stars Hollow's Fairy Tale summer festival.
"No, Taylor, we will not wear flower costumes," Rory said.
"It is your duty as a citizen of Stars Hollow," he began, shaking his finger in their faces.
They exchanged a look, and started edging away from Taylor.
"Get back here!" Taylor called after them as they broke into a run.
Grant poured a little bit of the powder from the packet on the table, using a razor blade to put it into a straight line.
Jess watched him do it, his heart pounding in his ears. His hand shook slightly, and he tightened it into a ball. Grant quickly sucked the powder up his nose, then set it up again.
"Okay, you ready?" Grant asked Jess.
Jess nodded, having convinced himself it was fine. He held his breath, grabbing the roll of paper from his hand. Grant instructed him what to do. And he did it.
He felt the powder fill up his nose. He winced at the unfamiliar feeling. He rubbed his nose, the pain quickly fading, replaced by one of elation.
Rory and Lorelai entered the diner, still giggling.
"I'm a pretty princess," Rory said to Luke, batting her eyes. Luke just stood there, a look of scorn on his face.
"I'm a lovely fairy!" Lorelai chimed in.
Luke frowned, saying, "Pretty princesses and lovely flowers don't drink coffee. It's bad for the skin."
Rory grinned evilly, "But if you don't give us coffee, we might have to tell Taylor you volunteered to be the handsome prince…."
Luke instantly poured coffee into their mugs, "I'd rather you die from over-caffination then be in that festival."
The two women laughed, and then ordered burgers.
"We had no food in our house," Lorelai explained as Luke commented they'd been eating at the diner almost every night that week. Fortunately, Grant had been missing most of those times.
"Oh, no," Rory mumbled as Grant and Jess emerged from upstairs. They started to walk towards the door, but couldn't escape before Luke came from the kitchen and saw them.
"You are not going out again," he hissed at them, not loud enough for anyone but him and the two teens to hear.
Jess argued, and Luke tried to get him to stay. "You are working tonight," he commanded Jess.
Grant rolled his eyes and walked out the door.
"Jess—" Luke said, but Jess left too.
"Damn!" Luke said, slamming Rory's plate down in front of her.
"Okay, there, Lukey, getting ketchup on me," Rory said, wiping a fleck of it off her black t-shirt.
"Sorry," Luke said absentmindedly, not protesting to the name Lukey.
"Something's wrong!" Rory taunted.
"Jess."
Rory nodded, the smile falling from her face. "Do you think he'll be okay?"
Lorelai added, "You should try to talk to him, without his better half around."
Luke nodded, staring out the door.
"Calm down, Mariano, just chill," Grant said. "It's just a little coke."
Jess reprimanded Grant, "I can't believe you do that shit!"
"Not all the time, just for parties. And we can just take a little tonight before we go out."
Jess shook his head forcibly.
"Come on, man," Grant said, "It's not like it's gonna kill you."
"It might," Jess said, feeling like a goody two shoes but not wanting to get into that kind of thing.
"Seriously, Jess," Grant said, sitting down. "I've been using it off and on for over a year. It's fine."
"I don't think so."
Grant shrugged, sticking it back in his pocked. "Tonight, we'll see if you change your mind."
"Mom, food!" Rory called.
"We have no food."
"You said you went to the store."
"I did go to the store. For candy."
Rory sighed, her stomach rumbling. "Chinese?"
"Takes to long. Luke's."
Rory hesitated, and then nodded. She hoped Grant wouldn't be working. Not only was he rude and inconsiderate, he made her really uncomfortable with his leering and touching.
They walked down the street, briefly accosted by Taylor, who was trying to get volunteers for the Stars Hollow's Fairy Tale summer festival.
"No, Taylor, we will not wear flower costumes," Rory said.
"It is your duty as a citizen of Stars Hollow," he began, shaking his finger in their faces.
They exchanged a look, and started edging away from Taylor.
"Get back here!" Taylor called after them as they broke into a run.
Grant poured a little bit of the powder from the packet on the table, using a razor blade to put it into a straight line.
Jess watched him do it, his heart pounding in his ears. His hand shook slightly, and he tightened it into a ball. Grant quickly sucked the powder up his nose, then set it up again.
"Okay, you ready?" Grant asked Jess.
Jess nodded, having convinced himself it was fine. He held his breath, grabbing the roll of paper from his hand. Grant instructed him what to do. And he did it.
He felt the powder fill up his nose. He winced at the unfamiliar feeling. He rubbed his nose, the pain quickly fading, replaced by one of elation.
Rory and Lorelai entered the diner, still giggling.
"I'm a pretty princess," Rory said to Luke, batting her eyes. Luke just stood there, a look of scorn on his face.
"I'm a lovely fairy!" Lorelai chimed in.
Luke frowned, saying, "Pretty princesses and lovely flowers don't drink coffee. It's bad for the skin."
Rory grinned evilly, "But if you don't give us coffee, we might have to tell Taylor you volunteered to be the handsome prince…."
Luke instantly poured coffee into their mugs, "I'd rather you die from over-caffination then be in that festival."
The two women laughed, and then ordered burgers.
"We had no food in our house," Lorelai explained as Luke commented they'd been eating at the diner almost every night that week. Fortunately, Grant had been missing most of those times.
"Oh, no," Rory mumbled as Grant and Jess emerged from upstairs. They started to walk towards the door, but couldn't escape before Luke came from the kitchen and saw them.
"You are not going out again," he hissed at them, not loud enough for anyone but him and the two teens to hear.
Jess argued, and Luke tried to get him to stay. "You are working tonight," he commanded Jess.
Grant rolled his eyes and walked out the door.
"Jess—" Luke said, but Jess left too.
"Damn!" Luke said, slamming Rory's plate down in front of her.
"Okay, there, Lukey, getting ketchup on me," Rory said, wiping a fleck of it off her black t-shirt.
"Sorry," Luke said absentmindedly, not protesting to the name Lukey.
"Something's wrong!" Rory taunted.
"Jess."
Rory nodded, the smile falling from her face. "Do you think he'll be okay?"
Lorelai added, "You should try to talk to him, without his better half around."
Luke nodded, staring out the door.