AN: I DON'T WANT NO CHOCOLATE CHIP, I DON'T WANT RELATIONSHIP.I JUST WANT,
BANG BANG BANG.
Lol. I sincerely apologise, I could not resist.
Please disregard my utter lack of subtleness and feel free to read.
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They walked into Burberry.
Lane and Rory found no lapse in conversation and Rory felt like she was sixteen again. "....and then she said...."
Lane burst out laughing. "God, it sounds like Lorelai."
"Yeah well," Rory grinned, "She hasn't changed much."
Suddenly, a sales assistant popped up in front of them, quickly followed by another two assistants.
Lane glanced at Rory in surprise.
"How may we help you?" The woman had a plastered smile on her face, which was soon replicated by her clones behind her.
"We're just having a look." Rory reassured them.
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" The woman insisted.
"No thank you, we're fine." Rory smiled.
The woman slowly drifted away but remained on the fringe of their personal space.
"She's weird." Lane whispered.
Rory chuckled. "They're just trying to be helpful."
"Do you get free stuff?" Lane asked, eyes widening in anticipation.
"Sometimes." Rory laughed.
Lane picked up an Angora coat. "Oooh, soft."
"Do you want it?"
"Huh?" Lane gave her a strange look.
"I haven't seen you in ages, the least I can do is to get you a 'welcome back, Lane!' gift." Rory said.
"Oh no," Lane insisted as Rory beckoned for the sales assistant who practically flew over, "Rory, no its okay..." She watched as the sale was rung up and she gulped as the sum came up.
Rory handed over her American express card.
"Are you alright, Lane?" Rory gave her a look.
Lane nodded mutely. "Thanks." She croaked.
Rory grinned. "You'll get used to it, I plan to pamper you long lost best friend."
Lane smiled as she took the bag. "And as a long lost best friend, you can tell me what naughty things you've been getting up to with a seriously spunky blond."
"Who?" Rory acted innocent.
"Don't give me that act," Lane accused, "You know who! All through high school you complained and now you're dating him and I think its weird and what does your mom think and why the hell didn't you tell me he was a walking Tommy Hilfiger ad..now, literally?" Lane burst out.
"Whoa, whoa," Rory blinked, "Okay. I can't really explain why I'm dating him..I just am. Does that make sense? And he was such a jerk at Chilton but now he's not and mom is just mom....teasing, asking about wedding invitations and demanding she be the one to cut the cake."
Lane laughed. "He was a jerk, but you did kiss him once."
"Once." Rory protested.
"But it was still once...."
"It was a mistake and I felt terrible!"
"Dean never found out did he?"
"Well, I cheated on him....its not the ideal basis for a phone call."
"Guess not," Lane shrugged, "But hey, at least it saved him some heartache."
"And a fistfight no doubt."
"That would have been exciting to watch!" Lane mused, "You could have sold tickets."
"Well, no body really knows about that kiss at Madeline's party-"
"-And by the piano no less, how romantic." Lane cut in.
"-God he was such a...argh, I can't even think of a word for it."
"...but now you guys are together right? As long as you love him."
Rory suddenly spotted an utterly adorable scarf and instantly their shopping spree picked up steam.
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Tristan logged into a chat room designed for general conversation, Rory wasn't around because she was out shopping with a recently reunited Lane, and basically, Tristan was just bored. Roger and Kate, who had met the other night, were in for a day of dates and negotiations over the campaign, so he really didn't have much to do.
He didn't want to give away who he was, so he decided on the name: Bibleboy
He smirked.
Someone messaged him.
Carol: Hey, asl?
Bibleboy: Hi. 26/m/N.Y.
Carol: Aw, you're too old for me : )
Tristan smiled.
Bibleboy: How bout you?
Carol: 18/f/ I live in New York too!
Bibleboy: Oh, I don't live here, I'm just here for a...vacation.
Carol: Visiting relatives or something?
Bibleboy:..Or something. : P
Carol: Care to share?
Bibleboy: I'm really an axe-murder working my way through the US of A.
Carol: lol. Cute. I like you already.
Bibleboy: Got a girlfriend, sorry Carol. : )
Carol: Aw, what's her name?
Tristan hesitated slightly.
Bibleboy: Lorelai.
Carol: ...i've heard that somewhere before...
Bibleboy: Probably.
Carol: That's Rory Gilmore's full name..didn't think it was very common...
Tristan pretended to play dumb.
Bibleboy: Who?
Carol: ...Are you being serious?
Bibleboy: Completely. I have no idea who you're talking about.
Carol: I have my suspicions, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Bibleboy: Much appreciated.
Carol: You're welcome, well, she's one of my favorite actresses. You HAVE to have seen her picture in a magazine or something...have you seen Drifting or Violet senses?
Bibleboy: I don't think so....
Carol: Where have you been? Violet senses was the BEST movie, its based on the book. And she won a golden globe for it too! Sorry, I'm just yabbering on aren't I?
Bibleboy: Oh no, by all means, yabber away.
Carol: And they've been filming The red dolls in NY for a fortnight now, my friend Stacey said that she'd been on set but I think she was just making that up.
Bibleboy: Why would she do that?
Carol: *shrugs* Who knows about Stacey? But probably to make me jealous. Tristan Dugrey was supposedly acting when she was on set....i'm scoffing right now in case you can't tell.
Tristan smirked, oh, this was getting interesting.
Bibleboy: And whose Tristan Dugrey?
Carol: *speechless* Well, I didn't really expect you to know about him because you're a guy, but TRISTAN DUGREY IS RIDCULOUSLY HOT.
Bibleboy: Lol. Really.
Tristan was really quite enjoying himself.
He contemplated telling this Katie girl who he was.
Carol: I would die to be Rory Gilmore...life is not fair : (
Bibleboy: Aw Carol! Mary's very lucky though I must agree. : )
Carol: Huh? I'm sorry you've completely lost me.
Bibleboy: Rory's actually very lucky to have me. Lol.
Carol: Cute, Bibleboy....
Bibleboy: I'm being serious. Though actually I'm very lucky to have her.
Carol: Rightt...
Bibleboy: *Sigh* You don't believe me. Its to be expected.
Carol: So, let me get this straight. You're telling me that you're Tristan Dugrey. The actor Tristan Dugrey.
Bibleboy: Erm...How many Tristan Dugrey's do you know exactly?
Carol: Well, none...answer my question!
Bibleboy: Well, don't spread it around the chat room but yeah.
Carol: Excuse my bluntness but prove it!
Bibleboy: How am I meant to prove something like that? Look, it doesn't matter, don't worry about it.
Carol: But now it does matter!
Bibleboy: ...So you do believe me?
Carol: I didn't say that.
Bibleboy: Okay then. Let's drop it.
Carol: If you're really him, and I'm not saying I believe you at all, but if you are, why are you in a chat room when you could be out...doing whatever the real Tristan Dugrey would probably be doing?
Tristan sighed.
Bibleboy: ...Being "famous" isn't all fun. Actually most of its not fun. And plus I was bored, Rory's out and where would I go?
Carol: To a...club or something. Or to another celebrity party!
Bibleboy: Isn't that wishful thinking.
Carol: Okay...so where are you shooting the next scene for The red dolls?
Bibleboy: Sorry, can't give you information like that, and the timetable shifts around a lot, our director's eccentric.
Carol: HA!
Bibleboy: HA what?
Carol: If you were really him, you would know.
Bibleboy: Think about this logically, if I was really him, wouldn't you be making a fool of yourself right about now?
Carol: But you're not...are you?
Bibleboy: Whatever you think Katie.
Carol: This is confusing!
Bibleboy: Not really.
Carol: Yes it is! Why is "Rory" out?
Bibleboy: ...what's with the quote marks??? And she's out with an old friend. From Star's Hollow.
Carol: You could have gotten that out of a magazine.
Bibleboy: I COULD have. I have the strangest urge to prove that I'm actually him...
Katie: By all means, prove away.
Bibleboy: Let's see...i don't really know. Why don't you ask me something?
Carol: Oh, this is going to be fun! I'm a Tristan Dugrey fanatic so I know his life story. Stuff up a question and I'll virtually pummel you for leading me on!
Bibleboy: Glad to know I have a fan. : )
Carol: High school?
Bibleboy: Chilton Prep in Hartford. We alternatively called it hell with matching uniforms.
Carol: When did you leave for military school?
Bibleboy: Military school, second last year, after Romeo and Juliet play. Well, we didn't even get to act out our scene, but you know...Military school was farrrr away. North Carolina.
Carol: Okay, you're good...what did you always call Rory?
Bibleboy: Do these questions get any harder? Mary. She's still a Mary.
Carol: Thanks a lot Bibleboy! What's Rory's favourite restaurant?
Bibleboy: San Francisco. Porcelain house. You should go there sometime, the pasta is excellent.
Carol: If you are really Tristan Dugrey, when did you and Rory first kiss?
Bibleboy: Oh no, I'm not answering that!
Carol: Aw, c'mon! (not that I believe you yet)
Bibleboy: You don't even know the answer to that!
Carol: How would you know!
Bibleboy: No body knows about that...well, not NOBODY, but a select few.
Carol: Was it in high school?
Bibleboy: (humming)
Carol: Fine! Don't answer then.
Bibleboy: I won't. Believing me yet?
Carol: (grumbling) sorta.
Bibleboy: Okay. You probably still don't believe me but what can I do?
Carol: Come to my house?
Bibleboy: Lol. I can't be bothered leaving the house, no offence but I REALLY can't be bothered even leaving the room to go to the kitchen let alone wandering around NY.
Carol: I still don't believe you you know.
Bibleboy: I realize. Hey, I think Rory's home, I'll talk to you another time.
Carol: Bye MR. DUGREY. Noting my sarcasm?
Bibleboy: Very much, thank you Carol.
Carol: Nah, you're nice, if not a little bit delusional : ) Later Bible boy.
Tristan logged off.
Well, that certainly was interesting.
"Rory?" He called out, walking towards the door, "You home or was that just my deteriorating hearing?"
He heard her melodious laugh. "Sure was!"
"Hi Tristan!" He heard the voice that was unmistakably Lane's.
"Hey, you must be lane." He said, looking at a bubbly Korean girl.
"One and the only," she grinned, "I hope."
"Lane and I were gonna go out again, did you want to come?"
He raised an eyebrow. "You're going shopping again?"
"Hey," Warned Lane, "Shopping is an art."
He smirked. "What did you guys even bother coming back for?"
Rory dumped an armful of bags onto the ground at his feet.
Lane did pretty much the same.
"That." Rory declared.
"You could have just sent someone back with them," He told her, amused, "But then again, I guess it was also because I was here."
She stuck out her tongue. "You're too full of yourself, Dugrey."
He stuck his tongue out at her too. "You know you like it." He teased.
"You guys are sooooo cute!" Lane squealed.
Tristan laughed, already ushering them out the door. "Go on then," He gave a dramatic sigh, "Spend some more money."
Rory giggled and ruffled his hair briefly.
"Cya Lane, nice to meet you." He gave a small wave at the enthusiastically bouncing girls.
"Bye!" Lane yelled.
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AN: You know, I have been told numerous times..dara, you'll run out of bird names, and then you'll be in trouble!
And I'm like: I will never..and that fact is further cemented because I just found this nifty lil book the other day, with a whole page dedicated to birds! Although when I reached the word 'roadkill'..I pretty much stopped.
Okay, review my precious..es...not a word, yes, I do realise.
Lol. I sincerely apologise, I could not resist.
Please disregard my utter lack of subtleness and feel free to read.
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They walked into Burberry.
Lane and Rory found no lapse in conversation and Rory felt like she was sixteen again. "....and then she said...."
Lane burst out laughing. "God, it sounds like Lorelai."
"Yeah well," Rory grinned, "She hasn't changed much."
Suddenly, a sales assistant popped up in front of them, quickly followed by another two assistants.
Lane glanced at Rory in surprise.
"How may we help you?" The woman had a plastered smile on her face, which was soon replicated by her clones behind her.
"We're just having a look." Rory reassured them.
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" The woman insisted.
"No thank you, we're fine." Rory smiled.
The woman slowly drifted away but remained on the fringe of their personal space.
"She's weird." Lane whispered.
Rory chuckled. "They're just trying to be helpful."
"Do you get free stuff?" Lane asked, eyes widening in anticipation.
"Sometimes." Rory laughed.
Lane picked up an Angora coat. "Oooh, soft."
"Do you want it?"
"Huh?" Lane gave her a strange look.
"I haven't seen you in ages, the least I can do is to get you a 'welcome back, Lane!' gift." Rory said.
"Oh no," Lane insisted as Rory beckoned for the sales assistant who practically flew over, "Rory, no its okay..." She watched as the sale was rung up and she gulped as the sum came up.
Rory handed over her American express card.
"Are you alright, Lane?" Rory gave her a look.
Lane nodded mutely. "Thanks." She croaked.
Rory grinned. "You'll get used to it, I plan to pamper you long lost best friend."
Lane smiled as she took the bag. "And as a long lost best friend, you can tell me what naughty things you've been getting up to with a seriously spunky blond."
"Who?" Rory acted innocent.
"Don't give me that act," Lane accused, "You know who! All through high school you complained and now you're dating him and I think its weird and what does your mom think and why the hell didn't you tell me he was a walking Tommy Hilfiger ad..now, literally?" Lane burst out.
"Whoa, whoa," Rory blinked, "Okay. I can't really explain why I'm dating him..I just am. Does that make sense? And he was such a jerk at Chilton but now he's not and mom is just mom....teasing, asking about wedding invitations and demanding she be the one to cut the cake."
Lane laughed. "He was a jerk, but you did kiss him once."
"Once." Rory protested.
"But it was still once...."
"It was a mistake and I felt terrible!"
"Dean never found out did he?"
"Well, I cheated on him....its not the ideal basis for a phone call."
"Guess not," Lane shrugged, "But hey, at least it saved him some heartache."
"And a fistfight no doubt."
"That would have been exciting to watch!" Lane mused, "You could have sold tickets."
"Well, no body really knows about that kiss at Madeline's party-"
"-And by the piano no less, how romantic." Lane cut in.
"-God he was such a...argh, I can't even think of a word for it."
"...but now you guys are together right? As long as you love him."
Rory suddenly spotted an utterly adorable scarf and instantly their shopping spree picked up steam.
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Tristan logged into a chat room designed for general conversation, Rory wasn't around because she was out shopping with a recently reunited Lane, and basically, Tristan was just bored. Roger and Kate, who had met the other night, were in for a day of dates and negotiations over the campaign, so he really didn't have much to do.
He didn't want to give away who he was, so he decided on the name: Bibleboy
He smirked.
Someone messaged him.
Carol: Hey, asl?
Bibleboy: Hi. 26/m/N.Y.
Carol: Aw, you're too old for me : )
Tristan smiled.
Bibleboy: How bout you?
Carol: 18/f/ I live in New York too!
Bibleboy: Oh, I don't live here, I'm just here for a...vacation.
Carol: Visiting relatives or something?
Bibleboy:..Or something. : P
Carol: Care to share?
Bibleboy: I'm really an axe-murder working my way through the US of A.
Carol: lol. Cute. I like you already.
Bibleboy: Got a girlfriend, sorry Carol. : )
Carol: Aw, what's her name?
Tristan hesitated slightly.
Bibleboy: Lorelai.
Carol: ...i've heard that somewhere before...
Bibleboy: Probably.
Carol: That's Rory Gilmore's full name..didn't think it was very common...
Tristan pretended to play dumb.
Bibleboy: Who?
Carol: ...Are you being serious?
Bibleboy: Completely. I have no idea who you're talking about.
Carol: I have my suspicions, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Bibleboy: Much appreciated.
Carol: You're welcome, well, she's one of my favorite actresses. You HAVE to have seen her picture in a magazine or something...have you seen Drifting or Violet senses?
Bibleboy: I don't think so....
Carol: Where have you been? Violet senses was the BEST movie, its based on the book. And she won a golden globe for it too! Sorry, I'm just yabbering on aren't I?
Bibleboy: Oh no, by all means, yabber away.
Carol: And they've been filming The red dolls in NY for a fortnight now, my friend Stacey said that she'd been on set but I think she was just making that up.
Bibleboy: Why would she do that?
Carol: *shrugs* Who knows about Stacey? But probably to make me jealous. Tristan Dugrey was supposedly acting when she was on set....i'm scoffing right now in case you can't tell.
Tristan smirked, oh, this was getting interesting.
Bibleboy: And whose Tristan Dugrey?
Carol: *speechless* Well, I didn't really expect you to know about him because you're a guy, but TRISTAN DUGREY IS RIDCULOUSLY HOT.
Bibleboy: Lol. Really.
Tristan was really quite enjoying himself.
He contemplated telling this Katie girl who he was.
Carol: I would die to be Rory Gilmore...life is not fair : (
Bibleboy: Aw Carol! Mary's very lucky though I must agree. : )
Carol: Huh? I'm sorry you've completely lost me.
Bibleboy: Rory's actually very lucky to have me. Lol.
Carol: Cute, Bibleboy....
Bibleboy: I'm being serious. Though actually I'm very lucky to have her.
Carol: Rightt...
Bibleboy: *Sigh* You don't believe me. Its to be expected.
Carol: So, let me get this straight. You're telling me that you're Tristan Dugrey. The actor Tristan Dugrey.
Bibleboy: Erm...How many Tristan Dugrey's do you know exactly?
Carol: Well, none...answer my question!
Bibleboy: Well, don't spread it around the chat room but yeah.
Carol: Excuse my bluntness but prove it!
Bibleboy: How am I meant to prove something like that? Look, it doesn't matter, don't worry about it.
Carol: But now it does matter!
Bibleboy: ...So you do believe me?
Carol: I didn't say that.
Bibleboy: Okay then. Let's drop it.
Carol: If you're really him, and I'm not saying I believe you at all, but if you are, why are you in a chat room when you could be out...doing whatever the real Tristan Dugrey would probably be doing?
Tristan sighed.
Bibleboy: ...Being "famous" isn't all fun. Actually most of its not fun. And plus I was bored, Rory's out and where would I go?
Carol: To a...club or something. Or to another celebrity party!
Bibleboy: Isn't that wishful thinking.
Carol: Okay...so where are you shooting the next scene for The red dolls?
Bibleboy: Sorry, can't give you information like that, and the timetable shifts around a lot, our director's eccentric.
Carol: HA!
Bibleboy: HA what?
Carol: If you were really him, you would know.
Bibleboy: Think about this logically, if I was really him, wouldn't you be making a fool of yourself right about now?
Carol: But you're not...are you?
Bibleboy: Whatever you think Katie.
Carol: This is confusing!
Bibleboy: Not really.
Carol: Yes it is! Why is "Rory" out?
Bibleboy: ...what's with the quote marks??? And she's out with an old friend. From Star's Hollow.
Carol: You could have gotten that out of a magazine.
Bibleboy: I COULD have. I have the strangest urge to prove that I'm actually him...
Katie: By all means, prove away.
Bibleboy: Let's see...i don't really know. Why don't you ask me something?
Carol: Oh, this is going to be fun! I'm a Tristan Dugrey fanatic so I know his life story. Stuff up a question and I'll virtually pummel you for leading me on!
Bibleboy: Glad to know I have a fan. : )
Carol: High school?
Bibleboy: Chilton Prep in Hartford. We alternatively called it hell with matching uniforms.
Carol: When did you leave for military school?
Bibleboy: Military school, second last year, after Romeo and Juliet play. Well, we didn't even get to act out our scene, but you know...Military school was farrrr away. North Carolina.
Carol: Okay, you're good...what did you always call Rory?
Bibleboy: Do these questions get any harder? Mary. She's still a Mary.
Carol: Thanks a lot Bibleboy! What's Rory's favourite restaurant?
Bibleboy: San Francisco. Porcelain house. You should go there sometime, the pasta is excellent.
Carol: If you are really Tristan Dugrey, when did you and Rory first kiss?
Bibleboy: Oh no, I'm not answering that!
Carol: Aw, c'mon! (not that I believe you yet)
Bibleboy: You don't even know the answer to that!
Carol: How would you know!
Bibleboy: No body knows about that...well, not NOBODY, but a select few.
Carol: Was it in high school?
Bibleboy: (humming)
Carol: Fine! Don't answer then.
Bibleboy: I won't. Believing me yet?
Carol: (grumbling) sorta.
Bibleboy: Okay. You probably still don't believe me but what can I do?
Carol: Come to my house?
Bibleboy: Lol. I can't be bothered leaving the house, no offence but I REALLY can't be bothered even leaving the room to go to the kitchen let alone wandering around NY.
Carol: I still don't believe you you know.
Bibleboy: I realize. Hey, I think Rory's home, I'll talk to you another time.
Carol: Bye MR. DUGREY. Noting my sarcasm?
Bibleboy: Very much, thank you Carol.
Carol: Nah, you're nice, if not a little bit delusional : ) Later Bible boy.
Tristan logged off.
Well, that certainly was interesting.
"Rory?" He called out, walking towards the door, "You home or was that just my deteriorating hearing?"
He heard her melodious laugh. "Sure was!"
"Hi Tristan!" He heard the voice that was unmistakably Lane's.
"Hey, you must be lane." He said, looking at a bubbly Korean girl.
"One and the only," she grinned, "I hope."
"Lane and I were gonna go out again, did you want to come?"
He raised an eyebrow. "You're going shopping again?"
"Hey," Warned Lane, "Shopping is an art."
He smirked. "What did you guys even bother coming back for?"
Rory dumped an armful of bags onto the ground at his feet.
Lane did pretty much the same.
"That." Rory declared.
"You could have just sent someone back with them," He told her, amused, "But then again, I guess it was also because I was here."
She stuck out her tongue. "You're too full of yourself, Dugrey."
He stuck his tongue out at her too. "You know you like it." He teased.
"You guys are sooooo cute!" Lane squealed.
Tristan laughed, already ushering them out the door. "Go on then," He gave a dramatic sigh, "Spend some more money."
Rory giggled and ruffled his hair briefly.
"Cya Lane, nice to meet you." He gave a small wave at the enthusiastically bouncing girls.
"Bye!" Lane yelled.
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AN: You know, I have been told numerous times..dara, you'll run out of bird names, and then you'll be in trouble!
And I'm like: I will never..and that fact is further cemented because I just found this nifty lil book the other day, with a whole page dedicated to birds! Although when I reached the word 'roadkill'..I pretty much stopped.
Okay, review my precious..es...not a word, yes, I do realise.