A/N: Yep, here's the new chapter! For u Trory fans, Tristan will be in the next one (finally!!!).

Sorry for the delay! J and thanx 4 ya review! BTW, I'm still searching for inspiration for my series of Trory fics that will be posted under "Stare".

That Summer

3.Where's The Coffee?!

*Ding Dong*

"Rory!"

*Ding Dong*

"Rory!"

*Ding Dong*

"Arg! Alright, I'm coming, I'm coming!" muttered Lorelei, getting up from her comfortable spot on the couch. Just as she got to the door, it opened itself.

"Hey Lorelei. Watching TV?"

"Hi Lane, how's my little one's best friend doing? You just had to drag me off the couch when you could have just opened the door yourself didn't you? You bad, bad girl. Wait 'til I tell your mother."

"I'm fine, you wouldn't do that, where is she?"

"She's making herself pretty. Wanna join me while she's at it?"

"What's the movie?"

*Slam*

Banging on the door.

"Hey! What about m… us?" cried a muffled voice on the other side of the door.

"It's open!"

"Actually, it's not anymore." Another voice answered after a pause where there was the sound of the doorknob being turned around a few times.

"Lane…"

"Hey, I'm the guest here, you live here. So you should move."

"Urg…" the oldest got up again and dragged herself back to the door.

Opening it slightly, she peered outside, looking suspiciously at the two persons glaring at her.

"Are you selling anything? If it's cute or fuzzy or like, really, really, really pretty or funny or if it's excellent coffee, I might consider you offers, if not I'm not interested. No coffee? Have a good day and go annoy every other living creature in this town. Goodbye."

She was about to close the door when a foot blocked it.

"Can we just come in?" asked the first person.

"What business do you have?" she countered, this time in a low scratchy voice.

A cup appeared under her nose.

"Oooooh! Coffee! But not just any coffee! It's from Luke!!! Now why didn't you tell me?"

"You wouldn't let us put a word in." groaned the second voice.

"Well I apologize. You, my friend, are my savior. I bow to you and your little uncle who knows how this magnificent creation. I-"

"Lorelei…"

"Give me the coffee first! Thank you!. Please feel welcome in my humble demeure."

Jess smirked before lazily strolling in to the living room. Lorelei was about to close the door once more when the first person held it open with his hand.

"Lorelei!" he looked exasperated.

"No coffee, no entrance mister." She replied, and the boy rolled his eyes, frustrated. "You should know that by now after dating my little baby for so long."

"I was the one who told him to bring coffee!"

"You did? Uh… well in that case you'll have to get on your knees and beg with your best puppy-eyes expression. Or better yet, you could-"

"What?! But Jess didn't-"

"He's my coffee supplier's nephew. You're Rory's ex-girlfriend." She said, halting the cry of outrage from the boy standing before her.

"Mom, we're leaving. Do you mind getting out off the way?"

"Already? Oh pain, what am I going to do all alone? No one to play with, no one to amuse me. I will die lonely, without a living soul by my side, and-hey can I keep him?"

"I think you've emotionally scarred him for life, Miss Drama-Queen."

"I see that as a blessing."