*Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own anything. Yes I know you expected me to by now, but tough luck, suck it up, I don't.*

A/N Ok people, my devoted audience of 2 short chapters, here is the next chapter. I was over in Idaho last week and couldn't update then, so I guess I have an ok excuse. Ladeeda, enjoy.

Ok, if he wanted a number, he was going to get one.

Rory laughed to herself as she recited off the number she knew so well, thinking of the fun phone call to come. She then completely slid in and re-shut the door. The driver sped away, leaving Tristan rubbing his head in amazement at his luck.

*****

Rory closed the door to her apartment with a heave and plopped down on her couch. She still wasn't used to New York's cab drivers and their driving, and was therefore a little queasy. The simple and amazingly obvious answer to that illness was of course coffee.

The steaming brew was in the cup and Rory had just returned to her seat on the couch when the phone started it's insane ringing.

"Hello?"

"Daughter of mine! You have emerged back into the land of…non ice and snow."

Rory laughed, "hi mom."

"So, how was the flight home?"

"It was ok, I met someone that I haven't seen in several years."

Lorelai cleared her throat. "Might this mystery person be the spawn of Satan? You know it's really quite fascinating, because just a few minutes before I called you, I got a call for…well you, from a certain Tristan. Now, knowing that Tristan is not the most common name, this guy even sounded hot, and you said that you met someone from your "past", I have come to the only logical conclusion…You spent some quality time with the one and only Tristan Spawn DuGrey. Am I correct in my assumption?"

Rory was laughing uncontrollably by that time. "So, he did call?" More laughter. "We met on the plane today, and he wouldn't stop bothering me…and so…I decided to give him my dear mother's number when he asked for one. Did you two have a nice chat?"

"Oh you know, first we talked about coffee…and then about Chilton…military school…coffee again…how he means to get back to Hartford soon…how great you are. Yes, I'd say it was quite an enjoyable way to re-get to know the Spawn of Satan."

"Good. I'm glad it worked out so well."

"I'm starting to think that I didn't rear you."

Rory looked questioningly at the phone. "Huh?"

"Come on daughter of mine, spill. Was Tristan just as hot?"

"He certainly reminds me of wine – aging well I mean. He's even better looking than I remember."

"Ah yes, the guys of Hartford once more prove themselves worthy of their hotness title."

"What hotness title?"

"Obviously we didn't get you out of your grandparent's house enough on our visits to Hartford. Did you not see any hot guys at Chilton?"

"Well I did, but I couldn't really allow myself to, you know, because of Dean and then Jess."

"Hmmm very true. But now….yup this is the perfect time for you to come visit me and we can go boy-scouting over in the big city."

"Wow, you really are looking for any possible way to get me back aren't you?"

"Come on Roryyyyyy, I haven't gotten to see you in ages.."

Rory could practically see the puppy dog face looking mournfully at her across hundreds of miles. "I'll be home for Labor Day. Can you make it another 2 weeks?"

"Only if you promise to call me every morning and afternoon…hmm…and how 'bout twice in the evenings?"

She laughed again. " Let's say I'll call you every evening that I can."

"Fine, the only excuse you have for not calling is…if you're on a date with Tristan!"

"Hey, you can't put that on me!"

"Bwhahahaa, I just did. Love you Rory!"

Laughing, but feeling a little guilty, she responded, "love you too Mom."

How had Lorelai known that as she had said 'every evening'… she had actually been thinking about anything that might interfere with her nightly call? More specifically, that she had been thinking of a date interrupting the call and that the date she was imagining was with Tristan himself.

Rory sat on her couch spacing out, and didn't notice her coffee getting cold until the phone began to ring again.

Woo well that's all. Hope you enjoyed it, and I should be updating again soon. Reviews mean a lot to me, so please make me want to write even more than I do and give me a little review. Don't worry, I'll update whether I get reviews or not, I just really enjoy reading them, Annnyyways, hope all of your summers have gone well!