~Earlier that evening at a ball~
Rory had just walked into the ballroom of her grandmothers friend, Duggins, or Douglas, something with a D, Rory wasn't quite sure. Apparently her grandmother had spotted her. "Rory darling come mingle." Her grandmother called out. As she introduced Rory to her friends Rory wondered where her 'escort' of the evening was. "Oh here he is Rory, Tristan DuGray meet my granddaughter Lorelai Gilmore the third, Rory meet Tristan DuGray, your grandfathers have done business for many years." After introducing them she exited quickly.
"So Mare long time no see, what have you been up to since I've been away? I must say you look absolutely amazing, an angel descended from heaven." Rory looked into his eyes and seeing nothing but sincerity and warmth smiled at him and told him what she'd been up to, her and Paris becoming friends, she and Dean breaking up, as he put it: "You mean that moron Bag Boy broke up with you again? Uh yah can I hit him?" she laughed and knew he was actually concerned, she saw his jaw clench when she mentioned how she had then proceeded to date Jess, and how they had then broken up. When she had finished regaling him with her tale, he then proceeded to tell her a little about what had happened to him. Going to military school, making real friends, learning who he was, and buckling down and puling up his marks so he could come home. Rory was a little confused at this, "If military school was where you made friends, and where you found yourself, why did you want to come back?" He looked at her and knew he had to answer truthfully
"You." he said simply.
"Me? Now why would you want to come back here for me?" She was now intensly confused.
"Mary in all the time I pursued you I got to know you, and I knew that if I became the man I could, that you and I could be friends. I knew that I had to face this place, and I knew you could help me." Rory was struck by how sincere his statement had been, she knew he meant it and somehow, she knew that they could become friends, and that somehow he needed her. So she just smiled, and asked him when he was going to ask her to dance. After that things had gone wonderfully from Emily Gilmore point of view, her granddaughter had been dancing almost all night with the DuGray heir, who had completely turned around and was now someone who she thought was worthy of her granddaughter, her Rory. 'Not like that Dan fellow, not smart enough, or that Jason boy either, he had no respect for Rory.' And so in the course of one ball Rory and Tristan came to be friends, she trusted him, as she had no reason anymore not to, and he had always trusted her. Apparently Rory's mother, whom Tristan had met and won over with coffee earlier had to go home early, so Rory had no ride home. Tristan being the noble man he was of course offered her a ride home so that she wouldn't have to stay at her grandparents. She of course accepted and they joked the whole way back about being Cinderella and Prince Charming. And we are brought again to a certain diner in a small town.
"Rory, what the hell is the accountant doing here???!?!!!!" This was all Rory heard before she saw red,' how dare Dean butt into her life, he had no right, oh well maybe she could calm him down and leave quickly with coffee, Jess would understand.' As she thought this Tristan had replied to Dean's comment.
"Gee bagboy I'm hurt. Accountant? I think I might cry, oh wait no no I won't." Tristan replied his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Dean, we're not here to bug you, so Jess can we have some coffee so we can go?"
"I dunno who is this guy? Come on Ror Luke's is a fine establishment we don't just serve anybody." He answered not sure who this guy was and why he was with his Ror- with Rory.
"Hey Mare, if diner boy doesn't want to serve us, I can drive us back to the starbucks in Hartford, you can stay the night there or whatever." Came Tristan's cool save of the situation.
"She's not staying with you in Hartford Richie Rich." Dean stated angrily.
"I don't see why she wouldn't her mom trusts me, I think it was the coffee, her grandmother absolutely adores me, and our grandfathers do business together if she were to stay the night at my house nobody would bat an eyelash, although I was suggesting she stay at her grandparents house." Tristan as smooth as ever.
"Yeah well.. umm.. Fine.." Dean was flustered.
"Listen here, both of you, I'm here with my escort of the evening. If you don't like it too bad. I'm sick of your crap, both of you. Trist I'm sorry, hey if you have 'Willy Wonka and the Chocalate Factory' I'm up for stayin at your house." Rory stated angrily and stormed out with Tristan by her side.
Rory had just walked into the ballroom of her grandmothers friend, Duggins, or Douglas, something with a D, Rory wasn't quite sure. Apparently her grandmother had spotted her. "Rory darling come mingle." Her grandmother called out. As she introduced Rory to her friends Rory wondered where her 'escort' of the evening was. "Oh here he is Rory, Tristan DuGray meet my granddaughter Lorelai Gilmore the third, Rory meet Tristan DuGray, your grandfathers have done business for many years." After introducing them she exited quickly.
"So Mare long time no see, what have you been up to since I've been away? I must say you look absolutely amazing, an angel descended from heaven." Rory looked into his eyes and seeing nothing but sincerity and warmth smiled at him and told him what she'd been up to, her and Paris becoming friends, she and Dean breaking up, as he put it: "You mean that moron Bag Boy broke up with you again? Uh yah can I hit him?" she laughed and knew he was actually concerned, she saw his jaw clench when she mentioned how she had then proceeded to date Jess, and how they had then broken up. When she had finished regaling him with her tale, he then proceeded to tell her a little about what had happened to him. Going to military school, making real friends, learning who he was, and buckling down and puling up his marks so he could come home. Rory was a little confused at this, "If military school was where you made friends, and where you found yourself, why did you want to come back?" He looked at her and knew he had to answer truthfully
"You." he said simply.
"Me? Now why would you want to come back here for me?" She was now intensly confused.
"Mary in all the time I pursued you I got to know you, and I knew that if I became the man I could, that you and I could be friends. I knew that I had to face this place, and I knew you could help me." Rory was struck by how sincere his statement had been, she knew he meant it and somehow, she knew that they could become friends, and that somehow he needed her. So she just smiled, and asked him when he was going to ask her to dance. After that things had gone wonderfully from Emily Gilmore point of view, her granddaughter had been dancing almost all night with the DuGray heir, who had completely turned around and was now someone who she thought was worthy of her granddaughter, her Rory. 'Not like that Dan fellow, not smart enough, or that Jason boy either, he had no respect for Rory.' And so in the course of one ball Rory and Tristan came to be friends, she trusted him, as she had no reason anymore not to, and he had always trusted her. Apparently Rory's mother, whom Tristan had met and won over with coffee earlier had to go home early, so Rory had no ride home. Tristan being the noble man he was of course offered her a ride home so that she wouldn't have to stay at her grandparents. She of course accepted and they joked the whole way back about being Cinderella and Prince Charming. And we are brought again to a certain diner in a small town.
"Rory, what the hell is the accountant doing here???!?!!!!" This was all Rory heard before she saw red,' how dare Dean butt into her life, he had no right, oh well maybe she could calm him down and leave quickly with coffee, Jess would understand.' As she thought this Tristan had replied to Dean's comment.
"Gee bagboy I'm hurt. Accountant? I think I might cry, oh wait no no I won't." Tristan replied his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Dean, we're not here to bug you, so Jess can we have some coffee so we can go?"
"I dunno who is this guy? Come on Ror Luke's is a fine establishment we don't just serve anybody." He answered not sure who this guy was and why he was with his Ror- with Rory.
"Hey Mare, if diner boy doesn't want to serve us, I can drive us back to the starbucks in Hartford, you can stay the night there or whatever." Came Tristan's cool save of the situation.
"She's not staying with you in Hartford Richie Rich." Dean stated angrily.
"I don't see why she wouldn't her mom trusts me, I think it was the coffee, her grandmother absolutely adores me, and our grandfathers do business together if she were to stay the night at my house nobody would bat an eyelash, although I was suggesting she stay at her grandparents house." Tristan as smooth as ever.
"Yeah well.. umm.. Fine.." Dean was flustered.
"Listen here, both of you, I'm here with my escort of the evening. If you don't like it too bad. I'm sick of your crap, both of you. Trist I'm sorry, hey if you have 'Willy Wonka and the Chocalate Factory' I'm up for stayin at your house." Rory stated angrily and stormed out with Tristan by her side.