Logan comes into the apartment struggling to carry a huge box. "That's the last of them."
"Ok. Just put it down right where you're standing."
Logan sets down the box. "I never noticed we had this much stuff."
"That happens." Rory finishes putting up all the pictures and turns to Logan. "Ok. I think that box is the last of the books so you can put them in the office?"
Logan groans and picks back up the heavy box. After putting the box in the office, Logan comes back out to the living room. "What are we doing tonight?"
"I don't know. I'm kind of tired. Want to just stay in, watch TV and get take out?"
"Sounds perfect. The Emmy's are on tonight."
"No, I'm boycotting them. Those stupid Emmy voters never get it right."
"Ok, no Emmy's. Channel surfing?"
"You know me too well." Rory walks out onto the wrap-around terrace overlooking the buildings of the city. Logan comes out behind her and wraps his arms around her waist as he lays his chin in her shoulder. She inhales the brisk air and lets it out with a smile on her face. She looks out onto the city. "I love it here."
"Me too."
"Everything fits here. The people, the buildings, the cars, everything, it fits. I love it here."
Logan smiles. "You said that already."
"Well I'm trying to get my point cross. It's perfect."
"I'm glad you think so."
Rory turns around in Logan's arms and looks in those deep and pensive eyes of his. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"Everything. You make me so happy. I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Let's hope you never have to find out."
"Yeah. Never." Rory leans in and kisses Logan. "Now, what about my food?"
"You're thinking about food right now?"
"Uh-huh."
"Good, cause I'm actually thinking of reminding you about dinner tomorrow at The Uptown lounge. So good thing we didn't get our signals crossed."
Rory smiles, "6:00, right?"
"Right. I'm going to come home first after work, change then meet you there?"
"Yeah, I'll go there right after work."
"Can't wait."
"Me either. But you know what I can wait for right now?"
"What?"
"Chinese food."
"Then Chinese it is."
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Logan comes into the undecorated apartment at 5:02, just enough time to get ready and meet Rory for dinner. He sees a light beeping on the answering machine signaling a message. He pushes the play button and starts to walk into the master bedroom, but stops when he hears Rory's voice on the machine.
"Hey, baby, it's me. Hopefully you followed your own plan and came home after work because I have to cancel our plans. I am so sorry. I know we had these big New York dinner plans tonight but something came up at the last minute and it's going to keep me occupied for a while. I don't know what time I'll be home. Possibly very late, so don't wait up for me, ok? You'll probably be asleep when I get home so I'll ask this right now. How was day at work? Hopefully it wasn't stressful. I don't know why I'm asking because I can't hear your answers or you're not answering I assume because you don't want to be talking to a machine, so I'll stop asking. I hope you had a good day at work. There's no need to save me dinner I already ate, but thanks if you did. I'll end this endless rant with I'll see you later and I love you. And sorry again. I love you. Bye."
Logan sighs sadly, continues his way to the bedroom, takes off his jacket and throws it on the bed. He grabs his cell phone and dials the number they had used last night. "Hi, can I have the Mushu pork and Chow Mein…...No, no, this is just for one-"
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A.N. Hopefully you got my dig at the Emmy's. I was so mad when I found out that Lauren Graham didn't get nominated. Those Emmy voters never get it right.