Pairing: Literati
Rating: PGDisclaimer: I am, in NO WAY, affiliated with Gilmore Girls, Amy Sherman-Palladino, the WB, or any of the other big names. I am just a big fan of the Gilmore Girls, Milo Ventimiglia, and Chad Michael Murray. :)
Spoilers: Possible spoilers from Season 3.
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Lorelai and Rory are sitting on the living room couch.
Lorelai: Oh yeah. This is definitely a do-nothing day.
Rory: And what, may I ask, defines a do-nothing day?
Lorelai: Well, all the signs are there. It's partly cloudy, with just a bit of sunshine in the air. My leg is aching, begging me to crawl back into bed. I picked up a copy of Cosmo yesterday, which is dying to be read.
Rory: How many times do I have to tell you? Inanimate objects don't have feelings of their own.
Lorelai: Shh! My leg can hear you.
Rory: Oops.
Lorelai: Back to my ramblings…
Rory: May I interrupt you for a minute?
Lorelai: If you must.
Rory: While I agree with you that today definitely has potential to be a do-nothing day…
Lorelai: Thank you.
Rory: There is one small fact that is being overlooked…
Lorelai: And what could that possibly be?
Rory: It's a Monday morning. I have school, and you have work.
Lorelai: But I don't want to go!
*
Rory and Paris are walking down the halls at Chilton.
Paris: Five pages on why Hitler was loathed? He's Hitler, for goodness sake.
Rory: I have to agree with you there.
Paris: I might as well Xerox the pages straight from Britannica and shove it in Mrs. Fields' face.
Rory: I sense a little anger here.
Paris: Don't go all psychoanalysis on me now. Now, where was I?
Rory: I believe you were just shoving the pages in her face.
Paris: Oh yes. And the fact that this lovely assignment is due tomorrow…
Rory: She must love to torture us.
Paris: I'm sure it's the highlight of her day. I bet she's going through a divorce.
Rory: Maybe.
Paris: Just because her quixotic marriage with the bald bartender didn't work out, she doesn't have to blame it on us.
*
Lorelai is in the Independence Inn kitchen, talking to Sookie.
Lorelai: I'm so glad everything worked out with Jackson!
Sookie: Me too!
Michel enters the kitchen, holding the telephone.
Michel: You have a phone call from your lovely mother. And before you even bother to ask, no, I will not take a message.
Lorelai: Aw…why not?
Michel: Taking messages from your mother every time she calls is not included in my job description.
Lorelai: I'll just have to do some editing, won't I?
Michel: No, you will not.
Michel holds out the telephone impatiently, and Lorelai reluctantly takes it.Lorelai: Hi mom.
Emily: I hope I'm not interrupting anything…
Lorelai: Actually…
Emily: I'll make it quick.
Lorelai: Okay.
Emily: I just wanted to remind you about Friday night dinner.
Lorelai: Is it still on Friday night?
Emily: Hilarious…please remember to dress appropriately.
Lorelai: I will.
Emily: Jacob gave me a call yesterday. I can't tell you how eager he is to see you again.
Lorelai: The feeling's mutual.
Emily: There's no need to be sarcastic.
Lorelai: Oh, but there is.
Emily: And I will not accept any of your creative excuses this time.
Lorelai: Darn.
Emily: I particularly enjoy the ones made in the car, where you call me claiming to have reached Amish country.
Lorelai: One of my best.
Emily: Friday night. 7:00. Don't be late.
Lorelai: I won't.
*
Rory's bus pulls into Stars Hollow. She gets off the bus, and starts walking towards Luke's Diner. She enters the diner, and takes a seat at the counter.Luke: Hey Rory. What can I get for you?
Rory: Just some coffee and a glazed doughnut.
Luke: Coming right up.
Rory: Thanks.
Luke: How's your mom?
Rory: Good.
Luke: She hasn't stopped by in a couple days. Everything okay?
Rory: Oh, yeah. I think she's just busy with work.
Luke nods, and gives Rory a doughnut and a large mug of coffee. She starts eating her food, and doesn't notice Jess come down the stairs.Jess: Hey.
Rory: Hey.
Jess leans in to kiss her.
Luke: You guys…not in the diner, please.
Jess: Got it.
Rory: I have massive amounts of homework tonight.
Jess: Minor problem.
Rory: Jess…
Jess: Have I mentioned how inconvenient this whole homework deal is?
Rory: Not in the last nanosecond.
Jess: I could help you.
Rory: I don't know…I tend to get distracted with you around.
Jess smirks.
Jess: That's not such a bad thing, is it?
Rory: Depends.
Rory and Jess, who are engrossed in their conversation, do not notice Dean as he enters the diner, until Luke takes his order.
Luke: What can I get for you?
Dean: Ah…I'll just have a chicken sandwich and a Coke.
Rory turns to look at him. Dean looks at her for a minute, and smiles hesitantly.
Luke: All right.
Rory turns back to Jess, who looks at her concerned.
Jess: Are you okay?
Rory: Yes.
She is obviously lying.
Jess: It's bound to happen.
Rory: What?
Jess: You and Dean…running into each other.
Rory: It's just weird…let's not talk about this anymore.
Jess: Okay.
*
Lorelai is at the front desk, holding a telephone to her ear.
Lorelai: Hi, Kirk. I guess you aren't there right now, so I'll just leave a message. I just wanted to let you know that I mailed out all the paperwork today. If you have any questions, just give me a call. Bye!
Michel shakes his head, obviously amused.
Michel: This is all too hilarious for me.
Lorelai: Well, laughter is the best medicine.
Michel: He must be jumping for joy.
Lorelai: I wonder if laughter can cure insanity…?
Michel makes a face, and walks out of the room. Lorelai smiles satisfyingly to herself.
*
Rory is sitting at her desk, working on her essay. She pauses for a minute and gazes at an imaginary point. She sighs, picks up the telephone, and dials Lane's number.
Lane: Hello?
Rory: Hi Lane.
Lane: What's going on?
Rory: I'm having a migraine.
Lane: Which could possibly be because of stress.
Rory: Most likely.
Lane: Hanging out with all these future doctors is doing wonders for my medical knowledge.
Rory laughs.
Rory: Which reminds me…you still have to fill me in on Michael!
Lane groans.
Lane: Let's just say that good looks don't necessarily mean a good personality.
Rory: What happened?
Lane: Can you say self-absorbed?
Rory: Oh man.
Lane: I was thinking of writing an unauthorized biography.
Rory: There's a thought.
Lane: Not such a bad idea…it's nice to have some extra cash on hand.
Rory laughs.
Lane: How's Jess?
Rory: Good…Guess what happened today?
Lane: What?
Rory: Okay, see, the whole point is that you actually guess what happened.
Lane: I'm saving us both a lot of time here.
Rory: Good point…Jess and I were at Luke's, and Dean was there too.
Lane: Ouch. How was it?
Rory: Not too bad, but it felt really weird.
Lane: This kind of stuff is going to happen.
Rory: That's what Jess said.
Lane: He did?
Rory: Yeah.
Lane: So I'm assuming he didn't get mad?
Rory: You assume right.
Lane: Wow…major points for James Dean over here.
Rory: Yeah…
Lane: Let's flashback about a month. If you and Dean were at Luke's, and you saw Jess there, how would Dean react? He'd throw a fit, right?
Rory: Right.
Lane: Well…Jess isn't as bad as I thought.
Rory: You just have to get to know him.
Lane: I'm just glad someone realizes this is a small town, and you will occasionally run into people you know at the diner.
Rory: Yeah.
Lane: Was it really awkward?
Rory: Oh yeah.
*
Lorelai walks into the house, throwing her coat and purse on the couch. She walks over to the kitchen, where Rory is working on some homework.
Lorelai: Work sucks.
Rory: School sucks.
Lorelai opens the fridge.
Lorelai: How come there's never anything to eat in this house?
Rory: Because that would require us to actually buy grocery.
Lorelai: Right…Luke's?
Rory: Sounds good.
*
Lorelai and Rory are sitting at a table in Luke's, drinking coffee.
Rory: Guess who was asking about you?
Lorelai: Who?
Rory: Has the word "guess" lost all meaning?
Lorelai: Apparently. Tell me!
Rory: Luke.
Lorelai: What did he say?
Rory: He just noticed you hadn't stopped by for a while, and was wondering if everything was okay.
Lorelai: Really?
Rory: Yes…
Lorelai smiles, and looks at Luke, who is ringing up a customer. She takes a sip of her coffee, and sighs happily.
Rory: How was work?
Lorelai: Even more boring than usual, if that's possible. Mom called.
Rory: What did she want?
Lorelai: To remind me about Friday night dinner.
Rory: It's coming up.
Lorelai: I am so not looking forward to this.
Luke walks to their table, and sets their food down.
Lorelai: Luke!
Luke: Yeah?
Lorelai: You have got to help me.
Luke: What?
Lorelai: My mom set me up with a guy.
Lorelai shudders.
Luke: Really?
Lorelai: Yes.
Luke: What's wrong with that?
Lorelai: I don't need my mom to set me up!
Luke: You need a guy.
Lorelai: Not this one.
Luke nods, and clears his throat.
Luke: Can I get you two anything else?
Rory: I'm good.
Lorelai: I could use some more coffee.
Luke shakes his head, and heads towards the counter. The scene ends with Lorelai and Rory talking and laughing.
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End of Part Five