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 at a table in Luke's, reading the menus. Luke is standing by their table, ready to take their orders.
Rory: I'll have French toast and coffee.
Luke: Got it.
Rory: With lots of maple syrup.
Lorelai: Make that two.
Luke nods and starts to head towards the kitchen.
Luke: Okay.
Lorelai: Add a stack of pancakes to that. Oh, and I'll have some bacon on the side.
Luke: Are the Marines joining you for breakfast?
Lorelai: I'll have some sausage too.
Luke: Give them my best of luck, will you?
Lorelai: What the heck, throw in some hash browns too.
Luke: Okay.
Luke starts walking away.
Lorelai: Don't forget the syrup!
Rory: My, aren't we starving?
Lorelai: Famished.
Rory: Even though you finished the box of Strawberry Pop-Tarts prior to coming here?
Lorelai: I did no such thing.
Rory: You practically ate the box.
Lorelai: Okay.
Rory: Does this, by any chance, have anything to do with tonight's dinner?
Lorelai: Quite possibly.
Rory: It won't be that bad.
Lorelai: Maybe if I say that mantra over and over, it will actually work.
Rory: It's just one night.
Lorelai: You can cross motivational speaker off your list of possible careers.
Rory: Noted.
Lorelai: Maybe I can try to get out of tonight's dinner…
Rory: I think you should go.
Lorelai: I don't think so.
Rory: It won't be that bad.
*
Rory is sitting on the living room floor, surrounded by textbooks and notebooks. She has the day off today because of a teacher inservice. The doorbell rings, so Rory goes up to the door to answer it.
Rory: Jess! Hey.
Jess: Hey.
Jess leans in and gives Rory a kiss.
Jess: Enjoying your day off?
Rory: Even more than before.
Rory smiles, and leads Jess into the living room. He raises his eyebrows when he sees the room.
Jess: Okay, see, the whole point of a teacher inservice is so that you get a day off of school. And schoolwork.
Rory: I want to get it out of the way.
Jess shakes his head and laughs.
Jess: So…want to take a break?
Rory: Sure.
Jess and Rory kiss.
*
Lorelai is standing at the Independence Inn front desk, talking on the telephone.
Lorelai: Independence Inn, this is Lorelai. How may I help you?
Emily: You may start by attending tonight's dinner.
Lorelai: Mom.
Emily: I just received your message from earlier, and I must say, it was quite a treat.
Lorelai: I thought so.
Emily: "Mom, I've come down with some type of life-threatening disease that prohibits me from entering Hartford."
Lorelai: Would you believe it's the truth?
Emily: Not one of your most clever lies, I have to say.
Lorelai: It's one of the side effects.
Emily: I already told you, I will not accept any of your creative excuses.
Lorelai: That was hardly creative.
Emily: See you tonight, Lorelai.
Lorelai: I'm looking forward to it.
*
Rory and Jess are kissing on the living room couch. Rory suddenly pulls away, and Jess looks at her, concerned.
Jess: Something wrong?
Rory: No, nothing's wrong.
Jess: Are you sure?
Rory: No.
Jess: What?
Rory: This.
Jess: This…?
Rory: This whole thing between us. It's…it's too superficial.
Jess: Not quite following you.
Rory: All we do is kiss, Jess! Haven't you noticed that? I'm not against kissing, but that one word defines our whole relationship. Our relationship and kissing are synonymous. I miss us…when we weren't dating. Is it just me?
Rory looks away uncomfortably.
Jess: Why didn't you say anything about it earlier?
Rory: I tried to…
Jess: Oh yeah, I remember now.
Rory: It's not a big deal.
Jess: It is.
Rory: It's not that I don't like kissing, because I do. It's just…
Jess: You miss everything else.
Rory: Exactly.
Jess: And I do too. It's just that, we just started going out and we hadn't been able to kiss prior to that, what with Dean being your boyfriend and all.
Rory: A minor obstacle.
Jess: And it feels nice to be able to kiss you whenever I want.
Rory: Ditto.
Jess: But I see your point.
Rory: Thanks.
Jess: Anytime.
*
Lorelai and Rory are standing in front of the elder Gilmore's house. Lorelai is hesitant to ring the doorbell. She finally rings the doorbell and cringes, thinking about the evening ahead. Emily opens the door, wearing an unusually large smile on her face.
Emily: You're actually on time!
Lorelai: Is that considered a greeting in some cultures?
Emily: Hello Lorelai. Hi Rory.
Rory: Hi Grandma.
Emily leads the girls into the living room. She takes their coats and hangs them on a wooden coat rack.
Lorelai: Where's Francisca?
Emily: Francisca?
Lorelai: Your maid…?
Emily: Oh.
Lorelai: You fired her.
Emily: She nearly broke my crystal vase!
Lorelai: Unbelievable.
Emily: Lorelai…
Lorelai: "Nearly" being the keyword.
Emily: It would have happened one day or another. I couldn't take that risk.
Lorelai: Say goodbye to "Fear Factor" then.
Emily: What will you girls have to drink?
Rory: A soda is fine.
Emily: All right. And you, Lorelai?
Lorelai: Anything in a crystal glass should be just fine.
Emily stares at Lorelai, who is giving her an innocent smile.
Lorelai: So, when are you expecting the Williams?
Emily: They should be here in about five minutes.
Lorelai: Can't wait.
Rory: Where's Grandpa?
Emily: On a phone call with a potential client from France.
Lorelai: Sounds cool.
Lorelai rolls her eyes at Rory, who giggles.
*
About twenty minutes later, Richard, Emily, Lorelai and Rory are seated in the living room, waiting for the Williams to arrive.
Lorelai: This is nice.
Richard: It would be even nicer if the Williams were here.
Lorelai: Maybe they don't own time telling devices.
Emily glares at Lorelai, and then takes a look at her watch.
Emily: Janet called, and said they would be running a little late.
Lorelai: I'm starving.
Emily: So what else is new?
The doorbell rings, and Emily rushes to the door to answer it. Lorelai rolls her eyes, and takes a deep sigh. Emily reenters the room with the Williams, who slowly take seats at the couches and chairs. Rory leans over to whisper something into her mother's ear.
Rory: You weren't kidding, were you?
Lorelai: I never kid.
Jacob Williams takes a seat on a chair next to Lorelai, and glances at her approvingly. He is rather handsome, although his level of snobbishness is evident.
Jacob: Lorelai.
Lorelai: Jacob.
Jacob: And this must be your beautiful daughter, Rory.
Lorelai: Yes, she is.
Jacob: She takes after you.
Lorelai: In many aspects, yes.
Jacob: Lorelai, you're looking even more beautiful than I pictured.
Lorelai: Than you pictured, huh?
Jacob: You're even more stunning than you were back in grade school.
Lorelai: And, you…you're…
Jacob: I took your breath away, didn't I?
Lorelai: Ah…I wouldn't exactly say that.
Jacob: I have the tendency to do so.
Lorelai: Well, aren't we overconfident?
Jacob: You must have heard of my successful business ventures.
Lorelai: Selling self-help books?
Jacob: Good guess, but no.
Emily smiles at the two, and motions her hand to the door.
Emily: Jacob, why don't you and Lorelai take a walk?
Lorelai stares at Emily, and then looks at her father pleadingly.
Richard: As fine an idea as that sounds, it is a bit chilly outside.
Lorelai: Darn.
Lorelai tries her hardest to look disappointed.
Jacob: Oh, don't worry. We can head over to the library where we'll be alone.
Lorelai: Uh, sure…
*
Rory is sitting quietly on a plush armchair, watching her grandparents and the Williams' talk. Her grandfather comes up to her.
Rory: Hi grandpa.
Richard: I can't take it anymore. Old George's stock picks are…are…
Rory: Not compatible with MSNBC?
Richard: Foolish! He's picking stocks that have no chance, whatsoever, of reviving themselves!
Rory: When will he learn?
Richard: Possibly never. But enough of me, you seem bored out of your mind.
Rory: Oh, no. I'm fine, grandpa.
Richard: So I guess your mom and Jacob did go on that walk.
Rory: Guess so.
Richard: Why don't you go into the library, and see if you find anything worth reading?
Rory: Sounds like a good idea.
*
Rory walks towards the library, and opens the door, to find her mother and Jacob sitting on a leather couch. Lorelai's head is propped up by her right hand on the arm rest, and she is staring at Jacob, who is talking non-stop. As soon as Rory turns the doorknob, Lorelai looks up to see who it is, and shoots Rory a grateful smile.
Lorelai: Rory!
Jacob: Hello Rory.
Rory: Hi. I was just going to get a book.
Jacob: Your mother tells me you are quite the book junkie.
Lorelai: Actually, I said "bookworm".
Rory: Oh, yeah. I love to read. Do you?
Jacob: Definitely.
Rory: Really? Do you have a favorite book?
Jacob: Right now, I'm into my junior and senior year yearbooks, because I love reading the cheerleaders' autographs saying how much of a stud I am.
Rory: Huh.
Lorelai: Oh yeah. So much better than any Pulitzer Prize winner.
*
Lorelai and Rory are sitting in the Jeep, driving home after the long dinner.
Lorelai: I still cannot believe he used the word "stud" in a sentence.
Rory: Oh, I know. I'm still getting over the whole yearbook thing.
Lorelai: Oh, god.
Rory: Grandma and Grandpa looked bored out of their minds during dinner.
Lorelai: But they won't admit it.
Rory: You never know.
Lorelai's cell phone rings, and she digs one hand into her bag to get it out.
Lorelai: Hello?
Emily: I swear, I thought he would never shut up.
Lorelai: I don't think he ever did. I wonder if he was trying to win a Guinness award for the longest speech on the origin of his name during dinner.
Emily: Tell me about it. His mother was just as annoying.
Lorelai: And his father.
Emily: Must run in the family.
Lorelai: Apparently so.
Emily: I had no idea he was so…so…
Lorelai: Annoying?
Emily: Yes.
Lorelai: It's okay. Gives us some subject to mock.
Emily: Yes. Well, I'll talk to you later.
Lorelai: Bye mom.
*
Lorelai stuffs the cell phone back into her bag, and smiles at her daughter.
Lorelai: I feel like eating pie.
Rory: Mmm. Me too.
Lorelai smiles, and parks in front of Luke's. The scene ends with Lorelai and Rory walking inside the diner, talking and laughing about their eventful day.
***
End of Part Six