Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is from the bestest show in the world!
A.N. Thanks to everyone who has sent in feedback for my story. It really makes my day when people take time to write to me. I don't want to ask everyone to review but it would be nice.lol I'm fishing.I should stop and also one reviewer ask if Rory and Tristan knew each other back in high school in my story; yes they did know each other not only in high school and college. You all know Tristan, he did not focus on one of his "conquests" for too long, and she was one of his Chilton conquests that never actually was conquested. He didn't give up but left for military school.
Recap: Paris takes a call from HIM while Tristan leaves her office thinking of his new piece.
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"Hey. How are you?" Paris murmured into the phone as Tristan shut her office door behind him. She leaned back in her chair and swiveled around so that she could prop her shoe-less feet on the windowsill. She gazed out into the city.
"I'm great. How YOU doin'?" The other person on the line smiled. Paris sounded like she was smiling and he loved her smile. They had known of each other through Rory and he was going to thank that wonderful woman for setting him up with Paris.
"Well there Joey Tribiani, I am doing super. I didn't just say super. And now I am talking to myself. I have been friends with Rory for waaay too long. How are you doing mister?"
"You are certainly something. But don't worry, she rubs off on us all. I am fantastic. You know why?" Paris shakes her head no but realizes that he can't see her and so she tells him no. He answers, "Because I had a great lunch today. I went out with this fabulous girl who not only is gorgeous but has a very intriguing personality. I had too much fun today."
" She sounds too good to be true. Or then again, she could be perfect. I would hold onto this one. So, since we briefly mentioned Rory, how is the crazy one? Is she liking it back in Stars Hollow? And I totally forgot to ask you about Rory's step dad. How is he doing?"
"He's going stir crazy because he is confined to the house. He is not allowed to work or basically do anything. And you know Luke; he always has to be doing something. But at least now, he gets to be home with Lorelei while she is pregnant with their next two. Did you know that she is having twins?"
"EEEEEEEEEEEhhh! She is having twins? I am going to beat Rory up for not telling me. When is she due?" Paris was thrilled to hear the news.
"She's due anytime now. I am going down there to visit this weekend so I can see the gang of Stars Hollow. Would you like to come with me? I know everyone would be very happy to see you. It's been too long since you have been down to visit."
"I was JUST about to ask if you were going to go down there anytime soon because I do want to go down there and see how everyone is doing. Ahh I am so excited. Wait, today is Thursday right?"
"Yeah it is. So do you want to go to Stars Hollow with me tomorrow, let's say around lunch time?"
"I would love to go. I can't wait! Uhoh, I think I am going to do a little happy dance. This is really scary. I am turning into a Gilmore."
The man on the other end of the line laughed, "Paris, you are so cute but not crazy and you know that one thing those Gilmores are is crazy. And you aren't quite at that level yet. But anyway I did have a reason for calling, besides gushing about my marvelous date."
Paris, who is blushing because the man on the phone keeps complimenting her, interrupts him by saying, "Not that I mind hearing about your date at all, but I am a bit curious as to why you called. But I am very happy that you did call. Happy me."
"If you would let me get a word in edgewise." he said in a mock mean tone.
"Continue."
"Well I wanted to call because I had such a fabulous time at lunch, that I want to go out with you tonight for dinner. Now I know I am supposed to wait the three days after the first date to call but, I never play by the rules, so why start now? So what do you say? Will you have dinner with me tonight?"
Paris, getting a big smile on her face, (I am so glad that I went out with him. Though Rory and he are close, I thought that things would be a little weird because we know each other through her. But we have no weirdness at all. It's all fun and happy times. Uh oh, I am going to ehhh again.EHHHH!! Should I go with him or ask him to dinner at my place?) pauses to think gushingly about the great man on the phone. "I would love to go with you to dinner tonight."
"I am sensing a but."
"There is a but. But, I would rather we stay in and make dinner at my place." (Good compromise me, we will make dinner together at my place and really see how well we get along because you can tell how well your chemistry is with another person by the way you cook together.)
"So how does this work? Are we going to cook together?"
"I thought so because I love cooking, it's a lot of fun and a great way to forget about work."
"Great, so what do I bring?"
They continue their conversation about trivial things for their date later that evening while Tristan sat at his desk thinking.
(What am I going to do? Why do they think that I do not respect women? I thoroughly respect them. I was married to one of the greatest women. We aren't married anymore but we are still friends and she is dating already. Not that I haven't dated, but I haven't dated anyone worth anything. Wait, I have already had this conversation with myself. What am I going to do? Paris sounded really serious up in her office. I need a story. I have no idea what to do and I don't want to lost my job because that would only add fuel to the fire between my dad and me. I can't believe that he thinks I can't make it on my own. Well I can Dad so there! I stick my tongue out at you. I will do anything to keep this job, even go to the middle of rural U.S.A or some small town and do a story. I hate how reputation and popularity are still everything to people. And here I thought the real world would be different than Chilton.)
Tristan searched the web for interesting topics for his piece. He arbitrarily went to the Hartford, Conn. area newspapers to see the latest news. Maybe something from back home will perk my interest. The Hartford newspapers were all about gossip and society this and that's. What perked his interest had to do with the prominent Gilmore family. Isn't that Rory's family? The article read about how Lorelei Gilmore never married. (This isn't abnormal, when I met Rory's mom, she wasn't married, big deal.) But Tristan continued on. The article was about how Lorelei had been engaged a number of times but always left her fiancée at the alter. Interesting, she gets cold feet at the alter. The article went briefly into detail about each occurrence, which, turned out to be quite humorous.
(I couldn't write about this, well, could I? I mean someone else already had covered it. Then again the paper that covered it only was a Hartford paper that does not get a national audience.) Tristan continued following the thoughts running through his head. (The story would have to get the Tristan slant on it, which would definitely be a different story. I would also get to see Rory and I know that would be fun. But should I really do a story about her mother, which would mock her mother because this type of thing is highly amusing? Maybe I could get inside Lorelei's head and figure out why she is running away at the alter, a bride, running away from her groom. I could call her the 'runaway bride!' THAT'S IT!!! I will do it. I have to run it by Paris, not using names of course. But I will do it! I will keep this job and get old women to stop beating me up after every article I write. I swear that there is a group of them that stalk me just so they can hit me with their pocket books. I have to get to Paris so I can get on this story A.S.A.P. Oh! I am beating my Friday deadline too. Maybe I can get down there tomorrow and start. Go me.)
Tristan practically ran to Paris' office where he heard the last strands of her phone conversation.
"Alright, so I will see you tonight, and we will talk about going to Stars Hollow while we are making dinner." Pause while the man on the other end of the line replied. "Yea, I had a great time at lunch too." Paris got that smile on her face. "Bye now." She hung up the phone and sighed. (Wow I am so lucky, this guy doesn't follow the rules and is really interested in me! AHH.) She swiveled around in her chair to face her desk. Tristan was leaning against her desk with a smirk.
"So, was that the imfamous lunch date? Who is this guy?"
"How do you know that I went on a date at lunch?"
"Hun, we have already been over this. So who is he?"
"I'm not ready to share him yet."
"I will not give up. But anyway, I have thought of an idea for a piece."
Paris got all excited, "SOO? Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to guess?"
"Guess?"
Paris looked at him and opened her mouth with a smile, as if she was going to play this game and said, "No." She gave Tristan an evil look when he rolled his eyes at her.
"You are no fun."
"Nope, sorry. I am miss not fun right here, in the flesh."
"Grr, well anyway, I am going to do a piece, if you let me of course," he gives her a "sweet" smile. "I want to write about this woman I have heard that has been engaged many times but never has actually gotten married. She runs out on her fiancée at the alter, in all her glory."
"You mean she was naked?"
Tristan thought aloud, "Hmm, wouldn't that be nice, wait thinking about the woman no! I don't want to think about that. Hun, I meant that she was in the dress and everything. There are some interesting stories about her. One, she ran away on a motorcycle, stole a car, and in another, she rode away on a horse. This girl seems interesting. What do you think?" Tristan looked up at Paris with a hopeful glance.
"Are you going to trash this girl? What are you going to do when you interview her and get the low down on the situation?"
"I am going to get inside of her head and figure out why she is going through all of this? I want to know why she runs away at the last minute and not when he proposes. I am intrigued. And since she lives in a rather small town, I want to talk to all of the people whose lives intertwine with hers to see why they think she is running."
Paris swivels around in her chair so that she can hide her smile. (He actually seems interested in doing this. Hmm, interesting, I wonder if there is more to this than he presents, but then again, I might be reading into it.) "Why not? I don't think that my supervisors will have any problem with this. Where is she?"
"She's actually near our old stomping grounds. I will be able to be near Hartford again!" He said in a false happy voice.
(He must really be interested in this story if he is willing to go back to that hell hole.) "Well, good luck. I want you there as soon as possible."
"Yes ma'am." Tristan mock saluted. He turned and then swaggered out of her office. (He's got a nice ass but, my man has a better one. Eww did I just say that he's mine? How high school is that? )
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is from the bestest show in the world!
A.N. Thanks to everyone who has sent in feedback for my story. It really makes my day when people take time to write to me. I don't want to ask everyone to review but it would be nice.lol I'm fishing.I should stop and also one reviewer ask if Rory and Tristan knew each other back in high school in my story; yes they did know each other not only in high school and college. You all know Tristan, he did not focus on one of his "conquests" for too long, and she was one of his Chilton conquests that never actually was conquested. He didn't give up but left for military school.
Recap: Paris takes a call from HIM while Tristan leaves her office thinking of his new piece.
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"Hey. How are you?" Paris murmured into the phone as Tristan shut her office door behind him. She leaned back in her chair and swiveled around so that she could prop her shoe-less feet on the windowsill. She gazed out into the city.
"I'm great. How YOU doin'?" The other person on the line smiled. Paris sounded like she was smiling and he loved her smile. They had known of each other through Rory and he was going to thank that wonderful woman for setting him up with Paris.
"Well there Joey Tribiani, I am doing super. I didn't just say super. And now I am talking to myself. I have been friends with Rory for waaay too long. How are you doing mister?"
"You are certainly something. But don't worry, she rubs off on us all. I am fantastic. You know why?" Paris shakes her head no but realizes that he can't see her and so she tells him no. He answers, "Because I had a great lunch today. I went out with this fabulous girl who not only is gorgeous but has a very intriguing personality. I had too much fun today."
" She sounds too good to be true. Or then again, she could be perfect. I would hold onto this one. So, since we briefly mentioned Rory, how is the crazy one? Is she liking it back in Stars Hollow? And I totally forgot to ask you about Rory's step dad. How is he doing?"
"He's going stir crazy because he is confined to the house. He is not allowed to work or basically do anything. And you know Luke; he always has to be doing something. But at least now, he gets to be home with Lorelei while she is pregnant with their next two. Did you know that she is having twins?"
"EEEEEEEEEEEhhh! She is having twins? I am going to beat Rory up for not telling me. When is she due?" Paris was thrilled to hear the news.
"She's due anytime now. I am going down there to visit this weekend so I can see the gang of Stars Hollow. Would you like to come with me? I know everyone would be very happy to see you. It's been too long since you have been down to visit."
"I was JUST about to ask if you were going to go down there anytime soon because I do want to go down there and see how everyone is doing. Ahh I am so excited. Wait, today is Thursday right?"
"Yeah it is. So do you want to go to Stars Hollow with me tomorrow, let's say around lunch time?"
"I would love to go. I can't wait! Uhoh, I think I am going to do a little happy dance. This is really scary. I am turning into a Gilmore."
The man on the other end of the line laughed, "Paris, you are so cute but not crazy and you know that one thing those Gilmores are is crazy. And you aren't quite at that level yet. But anyway I did have a reason for calling, besides gushing about my marvelous date."
Paris, who is blushing because the man on the phone keeps complimenting her, interrupts him by saying, "Not that I mind hearing about your date at all, but I am a bit curious as to why you called. But I am very happy that you did call. Happy me."
"If you would let me get a word in edgewise." he said in a mock mean tone.
"Continue."
"Well I wanted to call because I had such a fabulous time at lunch, that I want to go out with you tonight for dinner. Now I know I am supposed to wait the three days after the first date to call but, I never play by the rules, so why start now? So what do you say? Will you have dinner with me tonight?"
Paris, getting a big smile on her face, (I am so glad that I went out with him. Though Rory and he are close, I thought that things would be a little weird because we know each other through her. But we have no weirdness at all. It's all fun and happy times. Uh oh, I am going to ehhh again.EHHHH!! Should I go with him or ask him to dinner at my place?) pauses to think gushingly about the great man on the phone. "I would love to go with you to dinner tonight."
"I am sensing a but."
"There is a but. But, I would rather we stay in and make dinner at my place." (Good compromise me, we will make dinner together at my place and really see how well we get along because you can tell how well your chemistry is with another person by the way you cook together.)
"So how does this work? Are we going to cook together?"
"I thought so because I love cooking, it's a lot of fun and a great way to forget about work."
"Great, so what do I bring?"
They continue their conversation about trivial things for their date later that evening while Tristan sat at his desk thinking.
(What am I going to do? Why do they think that I do not respect women? I thoroughly respect them. I was married to one of the greatest women. We aren't married anymore but we are still friends and she is dating already. Not that I haven't dated, but I haven't dated anyone worth anything. Wait, I have already had this conversation with myself. What am I going to do? Paris sounded really serious up in her office. I need a story. I have no idea what to do and I don't want to lost my job because that would only add fuel to the fire between my dad and me. I can't believe that he thinks I can't make it on my own. Well I can Dad so there! I stick my tongue out at you. I will do anything to keep this job, even go to the middle of rural U.S.A or some small town and do a story. I hate how reputation and popularity are still everything to people. And here I thought the real world would be different than Chilton.)
Tristan searched the web for interesting topics for his piece. He arbitrarily went to the Hartford, Conn. area newspapers to see the latest news. Maybe something from back home will perk my interest. The Hartford newspapers were all about gossip and society this and that's. What perked his interest had to do with the prominent Gilmore family. Isn't that Rory's family? The article read about how Lorelei Gilmore never married. (This isn't abnormal, when I met Rory's mom, she wasn't married, big deal.) But Tristan continued on. The article was about how Lorelei had been engaged a number of times but always left her fiancée at the alter. Interesting, she gets cold feet at the alter. The article went briefly into detail about each occurrence, which, turned out to be quite humorous.
(I couldn't write about this, well, could I? I mean someone else already had covered it. Then again the paper that covered it only was a Hartford paper that does not get a national audience.) Tristan continued following the thoughts running through his head. (The story would have to get the Tristan slant on it, which would definitely be a different story. I would also get to see Rory and I know that would be fun. But should I really do a story about her mother, which would mock her mother because this type of thing is highly amusing? Maybe I could get inside Lorelei's head and figure out why she is running away at the alter, a bride, running away from her groom. I could call her the 'runaway bride!' THAT'S IT!!! I will do it. I have to run it by Paris, not using names of course. But I will do it! I will keep this job and get old women to stop beating me up after every article I write. I swear that there is a group of them that stalk me just so they can hit me with their pocket books. I have to get to Paris so I can get on this story A.S.A.P. Oh! I am beating my Friday deadline too. Maybe I can get down there tomorrow and start. Go me.)
Tristan practically ran to Paris' office where he heard the last strands of her phone conversation.
"Alright, so I will see you tonight, and we will talk about going to Stars Hollow while we are making dinner." Pause while the man on the other end of the line replied. "Yea, I had a great time at lunch too." Paris got that smile on her face. "Bye now." She hung up the phone and sighed. (Wow I am so lucky, this guy doesn't follow the rules and is really interested in me! AHH.) She swiveled around in her chair to face her desk. Tristan was leaning against her desk with a smirk.
"So, was that the imfamous lunch date? Who is this guy?"
"How do you know that I went on a date at lunch?"
"Hun, we have already been over this. So who is he?"
"I'm not ready to share him yet."
"I will not give up. But anyway, I have thought of an idea for a piece."
Paris got all excited, "SOO? Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to guess?"
"Guess?"
Paris looked at him and opened her mouth with a smile, as if she was going to play this game and said, "No." She gave Tristan an evil look when he rolled his eyes at her.
"You are no fun."
"Nope, sorry. I am miss not fun right here, in the flesh."
"Grr, well anyway, I am going to do a piece, if you let me of course," he gives her a "sweet" smile. "I want to write about this woman I have heard that has been engaged many times but never has actually gotten married. She runs out on her fiancée at the alter, in all her glory."
"You mean she was naked?"
Tristan thought aloud, "Hmm, wouldn't that be nice, wait thinking about the woman no! I don't want to think about that. Hun, I meant that she was in the dress and everything. There are some interesting stories about her. One, she ran away on a motorcycle, stole a car, and in another, she rode away on a horse. This girl seems interesting. What do you think?" Tristan looked up at Paris with a hopeful glance.
"Are you going to trash this girl? What are you going to do when you interview her and get the low down on the situation?"
"I am going to get inside of her head and figure out why she is going through all of this? I want to know why she runs away at the last minute and not when he proposes. I am intrigued. And since she lives in a rather small town, I want to talk to all of the people whose lives intertwine with hers to see why they think she is running."
Paris swivels around in her chair so that she can hide her smile. (He actually seems interested in doing this. Hmm, interesting, I wonder if there is more to this than he presents, but then again, I might be reading into it.) "Why not? I don't think that my supervisors will have any problem with this. Where is she?"
"She's actually near our old stomping grounds. I will be able to be near Hartford again!" He said in a false happy voice.
(He must really be interested in this story if he is willing to go back to that hell hole.) "Well, good luck. I want you there as soon as possible."
"Yes ma'am." Tristan mock saluted. He turned and then swaggered out of her office. (He's got a nice ass but, my man has a better one. Eww did I just say that he's mine? How high school is that? )