Title: Soundproof
Author: Bent137
Disclaimer: I own very little, ergo I do not own the show Gilmore Girls, Shakira, Dashboard Dancers, any coffee shops in malls in Hartford, the monkey lamp, The New York Times, The Osbournes, or the band Jonny Was
Spoilers: Um, May contain scenes and characters and references not seen in Season One.
Authors Note: Sequel to Single Again, I recommend reading it first. Literati, possibly other ships thrown in for Lorelai and Lane. Titles come from a song, "Soundproof" by Jonny Was...

Chapter Nine:
Knocking On Your ------- Soundproof Walls...

"How about that Shakira Dashboard Dancer?" Lorelai asked her daughter.

Rory stared at her mother in disbelief, "You can't be serious." The two were sitting at a small coffee shop in a mall in Hartford.

"Why not?" Lorelai questioned. "She shakes her hips to the bumps in the road." Lorelai shimmied in her seat.

"Mom, stop."

"Okay, fine," Lorelai stilled. "So, not the dashboard dancer. He was admiring our monkey lamp, I could get him one of those."

Rory rolled her eyes and sighed, "Can I borrow your cell phone?"

"Sure," Lorelai said pulling it out of her purse. Rory took it and began dialing a number. "Calling the little mister?"

Rory glared at her mother until someone picked up on the other end of the line. "Hi Grandma," Rory greeted cheerfully. She paused a moment, listening. "Yes, well, I'm sorry if I'm being a pest." She paused again, cut off. "Oh no, no, no I'm not calling to cancel. No, he's still coming with us." She paused again, "No, not Dean. Listen Grandma I was calling to ask if you think Grandpa would like a subscription to the New York Times for his birthday?" Lorelai's interest was piqued at this exchange. "Yes I can hold on a moment," Rory said. It was barely even a moment before she was listening again, her eyes lighting up, "Really? That's great. Thanks Grandma, see you Friday." Rory hung up and grinned.

"Yay! We have a gift!" Lorelai said happily.

Rory's smile lessened. "No," she said slowly. "I have a gift. You still need one."

"Darn," Lorelai said frowning. "What would Kelly get Ozzy?"

"I don't know, but lets get out of here," Rory said standing up.

"Fine."

One their way out Rory spotted a beautiful Navajo blanket in shades of brown. She pointed it out, "Look, mom, you should get grandpa that." They moved closer to it and reached out to touch it. "It's handmade, and pretty."

"But it's itchy," Lorelai pouted, "and would Kelly buy it for Ozzy?"

"Grandpa's not Ozzy so just buy it so we can go."

"Fine, but I want to stop at one more place before we go," Lorelai said taking the blanket up to the counter.