Act 2
Then next morning, Lorelai dragged herself into Rory's room where she found the youngest Gilmore sitting at her computer. "What's wrong?" Lorelai asked, noting the look on Rory's face.
"Nothing," Rory said quickly, jumping up and heading to the door. "Want to go to Luke's?"
"Sure, right after you tell me what's wrong with you," Lorelai raised an eyebrow in question.
"I just," Rory sighed. "I got an email."
"So."
"From.from Jess."
"Oh," Lorelai sounded surprised. "Is everything alright?"
"I guess," Rory replied thoughtfully. "I mailed him back, told him about the trip and how I had meant it when I said it was over. He told me about his dad and why he left the way he did.said he was sorry."
"So are you two okay now?" she asked Rory.
"No, I don't think so," Rory shook her head sadly. "But maybe, later.it's over anyhow. But, Jess and I were friends before and hopefully we can eventually be friends again."
"That's good hun," Lorelai hugged her daughter quickly. "I'm sure that Jess really wants that too."
Neither said anything for a moment. "Well," Rory broke the uncomfortable, and rare, silence. "I'm hungry and could use some coffee."
"Yeah," Lorelai exclaimed as they left for the diner. "I'm wasting away here!"
They decided to walk to Luke's that day, and after countless people stopped them asking about their trip, they arrived at the diner a half an hour later. "Let's never walk again!" Lorelai huffed comically as she sprawled in her chair at a table by the window.
"Agreed," Rory said, smiling at Caesar who brought them coffee and menus. "Thanks."
"Blueberry pancakes today," he looked at them expectantly, not bothering to hand them the menus.
The girls both nodded enthusiastically. "Could I get an extra topping on mine?" Lorelai asked.
"Like what?" Caesar looked apprehensive; he knew what these people considered 'topping'.
"Chocolate sprinkles?" Lorelai asked hopefully. Caesar shrugged his consent so she continued. "And could you have those sprinkles on a donut? Put the donut on the side of the pancakes?"
"So you want pancakes and a sprinkle donut?" Caesar clarified.
"No, I want pancakes with a donut topping on the side," Lorelai explained.
"What's the difference?"
"Well if the donut's separate I look like a pig eating that much, but if it's a topping." Lorelai pouted the special Gilmore pout.
"Fine." Caesar walked away.
"Make that two!" Rory called after him; the Gilmore's giggled.
* * *
Rory was walking with Lane to the Photo Hut later that day. Lorelai had decided to get the slides, but Kirk refused to do them in one hour, so she left them overnight.
"So them Mama Kim asks Dave what college he's going to," Lane explained the dinner that her and Dave had had with the Kim Nazi the previous weekend, hands flailing around. "And when Dave tells her that he's not sure if he's going to go back to school this year because he wants to focus on the band for a little while, do you know what she does, Rory?
Nothing. She just says that it is admirable that he is honoring his commitments like that! I mean, what! Dave and I had rehearsed ahead of time what to say when she asked that, and he was going to say he was taking a year off, which we assumed would be followed by "why don't you go to Seventh Day Advent Bible College with Lane" or something to that effect."
"Weird," Rory agreed.
"It all went wonky after that. We even had a reason set up for him not to go there with me; he wasn't really practicing, and that he felt he should put the band first because he committed to that first."
"Ah yes," Rory said in her best wise ninja voice. "The as of yet unnamed band."
"Yeah, we still have to work on that," Lane sighed. "Anyway, we thought the plan was fool proof before that curve ball she threw us. So at this point in the night, we thought, well there can't be any more surprises right? Wrong! After that, Mama turns to me and says: 'Lane, maybe you should put off college for a year as well and focus on the band, you should be committed to the things that you start'."
Rory's mouth dropped open. "Was she kidding?"
"Does she even know how? No, I think she was serious, which is what scares me so much. I'm not sure what to do now," Lane sighed miserably. "I would almost rather go to that school than work with her for another year."
Rory thought for a moment. "Oh," she cried excitedly. "Maybe you could use this as a way to go to another school and get out of Seventh Day Hell."
"Hmm," Lane considered what she was suggesting. "Maybe I could go to Connecticut State, or even Worthington. I got accepted at both of those."
"Worthington's a great school," Rory added helpfully.
"I'm just worried she'll get all non-verbal like she did after that party," Lane confessed
"Don't worry yet," Rory soothed. "It's only June. We'll figure something out." They arrived at the Photo Hut and approached Kirk at the counter. "Hi Kirk, I'm here to pick up my mom's pictures," Rory said pulling out her wallet.
"Okay, she got the slides so your total is $96.49," Kirk replied, his voice continuously monotone. Rory handed him a check that Lorelai had given her. "I'll need two pieces of ID," Kirk said. "Seriously."
Then next morning, Lorelai dragged herself into Rory's room where she found the youngest Gilmore sitting at her computer. "What's wrong?" Lorelai asked, noting the look on Rory's face.
"Nothing," Rory said quickly, jumping up and heading to the door. "Want to go to Luke's?"
"Sure, right after you tell me what's wrong with you," Lorelai raised an eyebrow in question.
"I just," Rory sighed. "I got an email."
"So."
"From.from Jess."
"Oh," Lorelai sounded surprised. "Is everything alright?"
"I guess," Rory replied thoughtfully. "I mailed him back, told him about the trip and how I had meant it when I said it was over. He told me about his dad and why he left the way he did.said he was sorry."
"So are you two okay now?" she asked Rory.
"No, I don't think so," Rory shook her head sadly. "But maybe, later.it's over anyhow. But, Jess and I were friends before and hopefully we can eventually be friends again."
"That's good hun," Lorelai hugged her daughter quickly. "I'm sure that Jess really wants that too."
Neither said anything for a moment. "Well," Rory broke the uncomfortable, and rare, silence. "I'm hungry and could use some coffee."
"Yeah," Lorelai exclaimed as they left for the diner. "I'm wasting away here!"
They decided to walk to Luke's that day, and after countless people stopped them asking about their trip, they arrived at the diner a half an hour later. "Let's never walk again!" Lorelai huffed comically as she sprawled in her chair at a table by the window.
"Agreed," Rory said, smiling at Caesar who brought them coffee and menus. "Thanks."
"Blueberry pancakes today," he looked at them expectantly, not bothering to hand them the menus.
The girls both nodded enthusiastically. "Could I get an extra topping on mine?" Lorelai asked.
"Like what?" Caesar looked apprehensive; he knew what these people considered 'topping'.
"Chocolate sprinkles?" Lorelai asked hopefully. Caesar shrugged his consent so she continued. "And could you have those sprinkles on a donut? Put the donut on the side of the pancakes?"
"So you want pancakes and a sprinkle donut?" Caesar clarified.
"No, I want pancakes with a donut topping on the side," Lorelai explained.
"What's the difference?"
"Well if the donut's separate I look like a pig eating that much, but if it's a topping." Lorelai pouted the special Gilmore pout.
"Fine." Caesar walked away.
"Make that two!" Rory called after him; the Gilmore's giggled.
* * *
Rory was walking with Lane to the Photo Hut later that day. Lorelai had decided to get the slides, but Kirk refused to do them in one hour, so she left them overnight.
"So them Mama Kim asks Dave what college he's going to," Lane explained the dinner that her and Dave had had with the Kim Nazi the previous weekend, hands flailing around. "And when Dave tells her that he's not sure if he's going to go back to school this year because he wants to focus on the band for a little while, do you know what she does, Rory?
Nothing. She just says that it is admirable that he is honoring his commitments like that! I mean, what! Dave and I had rehearsed ahead of time what to say when she asked that, and he was going to say he was taking a year off, which we assumed would be followed by "why don't you go to Seventh Day Advent Bible College with Lane" or something to that effect."
"Weird," Rory agreed.
"It all went wonky after that. We even had a reason set up for him not to go there with me; he wasn't really practicing, and that he felt he should put the band first because he committed to that first."
"Ah yes," Rory said in her best wise ninja voice. "The as of yet unnamed band."
"Yeah, we still have to work on that," Lane sighed. "Anyway, we thought the plan was fool proof before that curve ball she threw us. So at this point in the night, we thought, well there can't be any more surprises right? Wrong! After that, Mama turns to me and says: 'Lane, maybe you should put off college for a year as well and focus on the band, you should be committed to the things that you start'."
Rory's mouth dropped open. "Was she kidding?"
"Does she even know how? No, I think she was serious, which is what scares me so much. I'm not sure what to do now," Lane sighed miserably. "I would almost rather go to that school than work with her for another year."
Rory thought for a moment. "Oh," she cried excitedly. "Maybe you could use this as a way to go to another school and get out of Seventh Day Hell."
"Hmm," Lane considered what she was suggesting. "Maybe I could go to Connecticut State, or even Worthington. I got accepted at both of those."
"Worthington's a great school," Rory added helpfully.
"I'm just worried she'll get all non-verbal like she did after that party," Lane confessed
"Don't worry yet," Rory soothed. "It's only June. We'll figure something out." They arrived at the Photo Hut and approached Kirk at the counter. "Hi Kirk, I'm here to pick up my mom's pictures," Rory said pulling out her wallet.
"Okay, she got the slides so your total is $96.49," Kirk replied, his voice continuously monotone. Rory handed him a check that Lorelai had given her. "I'll need two pieces of ID," Kirk said. "Seriously."