Elder Gilmore House—

Lorelai hesitated for a minute and adjusted her jacket before knocking on the door of her parents' house. She had called the night before to tell them that she and Rory would be coming a little early, around 6:30. Lorelai had explained to her mother that Rory needed to "work on a project with her friends for school." Lorelai knew that she shouldn't tell her mother that Rory was going on a date. Especially since the date was with Logan.

Rory had only come home the other night because she had wanted to spend sometime with her mother, and plus The Way We Were was on TV. How could she pass that up? Rory had called about an hour before she showed up, which seemed kind of odd to Lorelai. Rory had been more organized since she started at Yale and she almost always planned her days at Stars Hollow well in advance. Lorelai knew something was up but she didn't dare ask. She didn't want Rory getting all defensive on her. However, Rory told her anyway, leaving almost nothing out. So here she was, standing on her parents' front porch daydreaming at 6:30 when Rory shook her out of it.

"Mom! Come on, are you just gonna stand there for the rest of the night?" Rory asked.

Lorelai looked up at Rory standing in the doorway with Emily.

"Yeah, sorry, I was just thinking."

"Well maybe you should think less" Rory told her, laughing.

"Be quiet, you," Lorelai said and hung up her jacket on the horrendously ugly coat hanger in her parents' front hall. "Let's go eat, then." She walked into the living room and sat down on the spotless white couch in the middle of the room.

"Would you like something to eat? Wine?" Emily asked her daughter.

"Sure, white wine would be great."

"Rory? Something to drink?"

"No, I'm fine," Rory answered. "So I hear we're having a new dinner tonight! Pizza is really good, you know."

"Yes, we ordered it from the little Italian place a couple of blocks down the road. They assured us that we would not harm ourselves eating it."

"Well that's good to know, Mom" Lorelai said, sharing a smile with Rory. "So when is it gonna be here?"

"The restaurant told us it would be here in half an hour."

"Well then we can just wait in the living room until it comes, right? Do you have anything to drink?" Lorelai asked her mother. Usually as soon as they set foot in the house they were whisked away to the living room and drinks appeared magically.

"We can't go in there!" Emily blocked the door. "Your, um, father is studying and he needs his peace and quiet. We'll just sit in the dining room until the food comes. I have a few drinks set up in there."

"Why is Dad studying in the living room?" Lorelai asked.

"I don't know, you know how he gets sometimes. He, um, does odd things occasionally." Emily stuttered.

"OK, mom," Lorelai looked quizzically at her daughter and Rory looked back, just as confused.

They walked into the dining room and sat down. Rory and Lorelai were both extremely mystified by now. Lorelai was sure her mother was hiding something in the living room. She just wasn't sure what it was.

Gilmore House—

"Honey, are you ready yet?" Lorelai shouted down the hall.

"What am I going to wear!" Rory screamed back.

"Rory! Logan's going to be here any minute now and you still don't have an outfit?"

"No, I mean what am I supposed to look like for Logan? Preppy? Bad assy? Girly? Mom, I'm freaking out here!"

Lorelai sighed and started down the hallway. "Ok, I'm coming. You've been doing this for years Rory, this makes you look a little pathetic, don't you think?"

"Thanks for the ego boost, Mom." Rory replied sarcastically.

Lorelai walked into her daughter's room, which was covered in the guts of Rory's closet. She picked up a layered aqua knee-length skirt and a white polo shirt. "Here, wear your blue sandals and put on some blue eye shadow and you're all set."

"How do you do that? That took you all of ten seconds. I've been staring at these clothes for half an hour!"

"It's my superpower. Now come on! Get dressed!" Lorelai smiled at her daughter and walked out of the room.

Rory dressed hurriedly and slipped on her shoes. "Ok, Mom, I'm ready."

Lorelai came out of the kitchen and smiled at her daughter. "You look great, honey. You're gonna knock his socks off."

The doorbell rang and Rory froze. "Mom?"

"Ok, let's do this thing."