Rory and Logan quickly fell into a comfortable pattern. In the mornings, they would meet for coffee and breakfast before class, unless they woke up together, then they usually ate wherever they were. They would usually meet for lunch, joined by Colin, Finn, Stephanie, or Paris on most days. In the evenings, they would either study or go out for dinner, depending on what Rory felt like they needed to do. One Thursday, about two weeks after Rory and Logan had become exclusive, they went to Logan's dorm, and found a blonde girl sitting on his couch.

"Logan! It took you long enough to get here. Now give me a hug."

"Honor, what are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"Don't worry, Colin let me in. Aren't you happy to see me?"

"Of course I'm happy to see you." Logan said, turning to Rory.

"Maybe I should go." Rory said, feeling awkward and blushing.

Logan and Honor both burst out laughing.

"Rory, this is my sister, Honor." Logan explained.

"Oh." Rory said.

"Honor, this is my girlfriend, Rory Gilmore." He continued.

"Girlfriend? Emily and Richard Gilmore's granddaughter?" Honor said in disbelief.

"Yep." Rory said.

"Well, I've heard a lot about you from your grandparents. Nice to meet you, too." Honor said, shaking Rory's hand.

"So, Logan, I just came to show you this, since Josh proposed last night," Honor said, waving her left hand, "and to ask you to come to dinner Saturday for support."

"I'm not sure, Rory and I usually go out on Saturday nights."

"She can come, too. Would you like to come, Rory?"

"I you and Logan want me to, I'll go." Rory said.

"Great. What's your excuse not to go now?"

"Uhhhh. My roommates grounded me." Logan said pathetically.

"You're coming. Now go put your stuff away while I talk to Rory about why she would possibly want to have you as a boyfriend."

"Actually, I should get going. You two catch up." Rory said, unsure that she wanted to discuss that with Honor.

"Ok. Bye." Honor said.

"Bye Rory." Logan said, crossing the room to kiss her gently.

"Bye. See you tomorrow?"

"I'll be the on with the coffee."

"Great."

"So you finally settled down and got a real girlfriend?"

"Yes. So you finally settled down and got a fiancée?

"Yep. So how long have you two been together?"

"Officially, just a couple of weeks. But we dated casually for a while before that."

"Got jealous seeing her with other guys?"

"Yep."

"Decided that you could change for her?"

"Yep."

"I'm happy for you."

"I'm happy for you, too. So you haven't told mom and dad that Josh proposed yet?"

"Nope. But I'm hoping that they take it well, but I think they will once they see that you are with Rory."

"So we're just the decoys?"

"Duh."

"Love you, too, Honor."

"Ah, don't worry. I still love you."

"Good to know that I'm being turned into a decoy for a reason."

"You know you want to be there to see their faces when we tell them."

"Yeah, it'll be great to see mom's eyes bug out at someone other than me for a change."

"Be nice."

"I'm just saying, I'm glad I won't be the one getting in trouble for once in my life."

"That's not any nicer."

"Well, just remember that I'm happy for you, even if they aren't."

"And why is that?"

"Because after this, all of my mistakes will look tiny compared to this one." Honor glared at him.

"So you're saying that I'm making a mistake."

"No, but our parents will."

"And…"

"And I'm glad that you're happy."

"Thank you."

"So what time are Rory and I supposed to be there?"

"Seven, and make sure you're on time. I can't be alone with them for long."

"Ok, I'll try."

"I'm gonna get going, ok?"

"Don't you want to stick around? I know Finn would love to see you again."

"That's ok. You can tell him I said hi, though."

"And what if I don't want to?"

"Then you don't have to."

"Ok. I'll also tell him that you're getting married because you got tired of waiting for him to sweep you off your feet, ok?"

"Don't do that. Just don't tell him anything, if that's what you want to do."

"Don't worry; he wouldn't try to sweep you off your feet unless you were a redhead."

"Oh, yeah. Then tell him I died my hair."

"Why?"

"To make him regret it."

"Regret what?"

"Not sweeping me off my feet."

"Oh. Ok."

They said their goodbyes, then Logan called Rory and told her that he would probably pick her up around six thirty on Saturday. Then, they made plans for lunch the next day.

Rory walked into the dining hall the next day to meet Logan for lunch and saw him sitting at a table with a balloon that said 'Happy Anniversary' on them and some unmarked takeout containers.

"What is this?" Rory asked, surprised.

"We've been together for exactly two weeks ago, which means that it is our anniversary."

"Actually, we got together on the twenty-first. This is the twelfth, not the fourteenth."

"But Finn's party was two Fridays ago. Happy now?"

"Yes. Very happy, because two weeks is quite honorable for you." Rory said as she bent down to kiss him.

"Good. Now eat."

"Ok. What did you get?"

"Food."

"What kind?"

"Look."

"Why won't you just tell me?"

"Why won't you just look?"

"Because you just tell-" Logan opened a container, took a forkful of what was in it, and pushed it into Rory's mouth. "Oooohh, that's good, what is it?" Rory asked with her mouth full.

"It's a secret."

"Come on, tell me."

"Nope."

"Please?" Rory begged.

"Nope."

"Please?"

"You're pathetic. Just eat it already."

"But you could be trying to poison me."

"But I'm not."

"I don't know that."

"Would you like me to eat some of it so you can see that it isn't poison?"

"But you might have built up immunity like Westley in The Princess Bride."

"I promise that I don't have any immunity to anything."

"I'm pretty sure that Westley said something like that in the movie."

"Really? Then maybe I am trying to poison you, because people have told me that I look like Cary Elwes."

"Liar."

"And you could easily be chosen as the bride of a prince who was choosing based solely on looks."

"Shut up."

"Why do you always tell me to stop when I compliment you?"

"Because you are obviously lying so you can get something from me."

"So I am completely incapable saying anything nice without trying to get something out of it?"

"Usually."

"And now?"

"Definitely."

"Well, you're right about it this time."

"And what are you trying to get?"

"A kiss."

"Selfish."

"You know you want one too."

"Of course I do, but that doesn't mean that you have to lie to get me to kiss you."

"Really, so I can call you hideously ugly and you would still want to kiss me?"

"Maybe, at least you'd be telling the truth." Rory said.

"You are not hideously ugly." Logan said, then kissed her and took her fork away.

"What did you do that for?" Rory asked.

"I wanted to use it."

"For what?"

"Eating. What did you think I wanted it for?"

"I don't know. Aren't there any other forks here?"

"I don't think so."

"Ugh, I'll be back in a sec."

"What are you doing?"

"Getting another fork. Duh."

"Why?"

"So I can eat."

"Who said you were allowed to eat?"

"You did."

"When?"

"Just now, when you told me to eat."

"Well, I changed my mind. Go get your own food."

"Ok." Rory said and started to walk off towards one of the lunch lines.

"Rory, I was just kidding. See? Here's your very own fork and you can have any of this food that you want."

"Ok, I'll take that." Rory said, pointing at the container Logan was holding.

"Except for this one."

"You are impossible."

"And you like me this way."

"So?"