"Hi," Rory said to Dave Rygalski in the Coffee Bean that day after work.

"Oh my God. Hi Rory. How've you been?" He asked his old acquaintance.

"I've been really good. I'm working at the New York Times, so I'm pretty happy. How about you?"

"I'm great. I'm working as a messenger with uh..." Dave said trailing off, drinking his coffee.

"With Jess? I saw you guys together earlier today."

"Yeah, Jess and I hung out in California and then he moved here and when I was done with school, I got a job with him while I'm still doing the music thing with a new band."

"Wow, good for you. But, hey I have to get some coffee. Maybe I'll see you again sometime," Rory said as Dave smiled, waved, and walked away.

Rory got the coffee that she never got to get that morning. When she left the Coffee Bean ten minutes later, she walked to the subway. She had to get to the bank, and she didn't have time to walk. When she got down the stairs, she saw Jess. She almost turned to walk back up the stairs, but she decided to take her mom's advice, sort of. She wanted to wait for him to say something to her.

At first, Jess didn't even notice her. When he did he did a double-take and Rory turned her head to hide her face. Moments later, Jess was standing in front of her with one of his trademark smirks wiped across his face.

"Hi Jess," Rory said turning her head to look at him.

"Hi Rory. Dave told me that you guys had talked. He said that you were good. That's good," he said as the train pulled up.

"I just spoke to Dave. How did he tell you already?" Rory asked while she and Jess boarded.

"I saw him before I came down here. So you're good?"

"Yeah, what about you? Are you good?"

"I'm very good. Who are you living with down here?"

"Actually, I'm living with Paris and a girl named Sarah. You remember Paris?"

"Who could ever forget Paris," Jess said as the train made a stop. After a pause Jess said, "This is weird. I'm kind of nervous."

"Definitely weird. Don't worry, it's inevitable for this to be weird and I'm a little nervous too," Rory said as the train started back up.

"Yeah, I guess so. What's your stop anyways?"

"I'm getting off at 39th street. I have to get to the bank."

"I'm getting off at 39th too. I have to get to the bookstore and then I'm going to see Dave's band play."

"Very cool. So how long have you been living here?" Rory asked Jess.

"Five years. What about you? A few months?"

"No, three years actually. Right after Paris and I graduated we got jobs at the New York Times. I've been working there ever since," Rory explained.

"Wow, and we've never seen each other. That's crazy. Well, maybe not crazy, eight million people. But, we did always seem to find each other before," Jess said while the train stopped at the 39th street stop.

"Yeah, we did always find each other, or at least you'd find me," Rory said while she and Jess got off of the train and walked up to the street.

"Yeah, well I guess that I should let you go now."

"Maybe I could call you sometime, we could talk again or something."

"You could meet me at the club for Dave's band tonight, if you want to, I mean. It's the club on 36th street, called Cappy's, only if you want to," Jess suggested right before they almost parted ways.

"Yeah, sounds great. What time?"

"Eight to midnight, but Dave goes on at nine-thirty."

"OK, Jess, I'll definitely be there. I might bring a friend too, is that OK?"

"Yeah, it's perfect. Bye Rory," Jess said as he turned one way and Rory turned towards the bank.