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"I'm sure it will only take a minute." Lorelai laughed.
"Our town is really tiny." Rory agreed.
"I prefer to think of it as quaint." Lorelai said.
"Well, before we go, can I finish my cup of coffee?" Tristan asked.
Rory got the feeling he was being so friendly because he was in front of Lorelai.
He would probably be as rude as he normally was when they were alone.
Lorelai smiled, "You like coffee?"
"Who doesn't? I'm the King of coffee drinking." Tristan informed her.
"Wow, if you like coffee that much you're gonna love Luke's coffee." Lorelai replied.
"I doubt it. I make the best coffee." Tristan said.
"I'll bet ya five bucks that you love this coffee more." Lorelai challenged.
"You're on." Tristan said coolly.
He picked up his mug and took a sip.
Without saying a word he pulled his wallet out, opened it, pulled out a crisp five-dollar bill, and handed it to Lorelai.
She nodded triumphantly and slipped the five dollars into her purse, "Uh huh."
Tristan continued to sip his coffee while Lorelai bragged on how good Luke's coffee was.
Luke walked over to the table, "Refill?" he asked.
Lorelai nodded and held out her mug.
"Yeah. But, make it to go." Tristan said.
"Mine too." Rory replied.
Luke ignored Lorelai's request for a refill and went to go fill some to-go cups with coffee.
"Hey! What about me?" Lorelai called over to the counter.
"Five cup limit," he stated.
Lorelai shrugged, "Give me pie!"
"Three piece limit." Luke warned, bringing her a piece of cherry pie and handing Rory and Tristan their coffee.
Lorelai shrugged again and dug into her pie.
"Okay. Let's go, Tristan." Rory instructed.
She stood up and waited while he grabbed his coffee and got to his feet, "Okay."
Rory shook her head slightly as they made their way out of Luke's and down the street.
"So, do you like living in such a tiny town?" Tristan asked.
Rory couldn't help but smile at his attempt at small talk.
"Yeah. We all know each other." Rory replied.
"And each others business." Tristan grinned.
"Hey, don't rag on my town!" Rory laughed.
Tristan glanced around Rory's happy-go-lucky town and sighed, "I'm sorry it's just that, it's so, Leave it to Beaver"
Rory rolled her eyes, "That's part of its appeal."
"Umm hmm." Tristan didn't sound convinced.
They were almost done with the tour.
All that was left to show him was the bridge.
They walked down the wooden bridge in an awkward silence.
Finally, Tristan broke the silence, "Are you looking forward to the party?"
"I guess." Rory said.
"Can we just sit for a minute?" Tristan asked.
"Sure." Rory agreed, sitting down on the edge of the bridge and dangling her legs over the side.
Tristan sat down next to her and they fell back into the eerie silence.
Rory glanced at him and found that he was looking back.
She locked eyes with him, and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't pull herself out of it.
She was getting lost in his clear blue eyes.
There was something different about his eyes today.
They were filled with emotion.
Something she had never seen in his eyes before.
She barely noticed that his face was getting closer to hers, until it was just an inch away.
She closed her eyes and leaned in for the kiss.
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