"Did you make this?" Paris asked Jess after they'd all been served. It certainly broke the silence. "It's nothing special."
"Are you kidding me, this is great." Paris told him. "Jess is a great cook." Rory added. "Did he actually get you of the junk food diet you'd been living on when I knew you?"
Jess snorted. "If only." "I'm glad to see some things haven't changed."
"How come you lost contact?" Lora inquired. She found it very odd that her boyfriend's mother turned out to be an old friend of her own mother.
"I went to London after Yale and we just never kept in touch." Rory was wondering the same thing.
"The last thing I heard, you were working as a surgeon." "I still am, but I'm teaching in Washington now." "Poor medical students." "Hold your tongue, Gilmore."
"I have to admit I read your articles when I get hold of the Times." "Really?" "But I had no idea you married him." Paris motioned to Jess.
"You obviously don't read the tabloids." Lora got off the table and took a magazine from the kitchen counter, opened it and gave it to Paris.
"Rory Gilmore and Jess Mariano radiant as ever on the New York Times annual ball." She read the title that was besides their picture.
"Give me that!" Jess took the magazine from the grinning Paris. "You're wearing a suit. Things have changed." Jess shot an evil look at his daughter.
"I'm just kidding Jess, I loved your books." "You read them?" Jess was rather surprised. "Yes. I read the first one as a joke, but it wasn't bad at all." "Thanks. I guess."
"It was a compliment." Paris admitted. The few encounters they had had as teenagers had made them despise each other, but they were adults now; things had changed.
"Have you heard anything from Madeline and Louise?" The memory of those girls suddenly came into her head. Paris grinned.
"Guess who Madeline is married too?" "An sjeik?" Rory suggested. "Tristan DuGrey." Rory's jaw dropped. "No way."
"He's a lawyer, graduated from Harvard, magna cum laude." "Military school must've changed him a lot." Rory couldn't believe it. Tristan actually went to Harvard, while both Paris and herself had gone to Yale.
"Who's Tristan?" Lora was very interested in this man, her mother had a strange look on her face.
"A troublemaker." Rory told her daughter. Then Lora remembered something. "Is he the Romeo guy?"
Rory started blushing. "Who told you about that?" "Grandma." "Remind me to kill her next time we go to Stars Hollow."
"How is Lorelai?" Paris inquired. "She hasn't changed at all." Jess told her.
"And your baby brother?" "He's hardly a baby anymore; he's studying at Yale actually."
"I still remember driving you to the hospital." "Don't remind me of that day." Rory grinned at the memory.
"What brought you back together?" Paris was still trying to figure that out. "What happened to Logan?" "Who's Logan?" Lore wanted to know.
"I broke up with Logan when I was in London. I moved to New York and met Jess again. We fell in love again, got married, well you know." "Hello! Who's Logan?" Lora didn't like being ignored.
"Your mom dated him for a while when we were at Yale." Paris enlightened her.
"I think Dean has told me about him once." Paris frowned, had Lora just said Dean? "Dean, pink hammer Dean?"
Rory grinned. "He and Lindsay worked things out after all. Lora and his daughter are friends." Paris nodded. "That town is just too small."
"Tell me about it." Jess agreed. Sometimes Stars Hollow was just too small. "Why do you think we moved here?"
"Because our jobs are here." Rory shot back. "Stars Hollow is great, stop sounding so much like Luke." Everyone grinned, except for Jeff and Thomas.
"My uncle." "My step-dad." Rory and Jess said at the same time. "Anyone want more wine?"
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"You are never going to believe who Jeff's mom is." Rory told her mother over the phone.
"Britney Spears?" Lorelai guessed.
"Do you really think my daughter would go out with the child of Britney Spears?"
"That indeed would be a disaster." The voice through the phone agreed.
"Paris." Rory could imagine her mother's frown.
"Paris Gellar?"
"The one and only."
"No way."
"Yeah, we were both pretty surprised ourselves."
"That is scary. Was she angry?"
"She was very calm, she even silenced her husband. She wants to give the kids her old apartment."
Lorelai didn't really believe that. "Are you sure it was Paris?"
"She called me Gilmore."
"That means it's Paris!"
"We talked all night, it wasn't bad at all actually, though her husband wasn't too pleased."
"Poor man, marrying her."
"Guess who else got married?"
"Britney Spears?"
"Mom!"
"What? You asked."
"Madeline and Tristan."
"Madeline and Tristan, Chilton?"
"Apparently Tristan went to study law at Harvard."
"Probably to piss of his parents." That was the only reason Lorelai could think of that someone like Tristan went to college.
"Why would going to college piss of your parents?"
"Maybe his dad wanted him to take over his company or something."
"Why do you have an answer for everything?" Rory complained.
"Because I am your mother and I know all." Lorelai proclaimed.
Rory became silent for a minute. She was holding a picture of her and Lora taken a few years back?
"Ror? Are you okay?"
"I had no clue, mom, I didn't know my own daughter was having sex."
Lorelai sighed. "Honey, it's not really a subject that kids like to talk about with their parents."
"I told you, didn't I."
A grin was heard from the other side. "That went well, didn't it?"
Rory knew her mother was right. "I blame that on the situation."
"You can't always be there, Rory, you have to accept that there will be certain things that she will only tell you when she feels it is time."
"I could've given her the pill, then all this wouldn't have happened."
"Hey! Don't beat yourself up over this, it is not your fault."
"But."
"No buts, young lady. I have to go now, so I'll see you later, okay?"
"Sure. Bye."
