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"Lorelai you haven't touched your dinner." Emily said.
"Yes mom." Lorelai replied, all the while thinking of what she should do with the problem at hand.
"And why not? The lamb is perfectly fine. It was roasted to perfection." Emily gloated.
"I can hear it's sad little whimpers it made before you killed it for this dinner." Lorelai responded.
"Lorelai Gilmore! Are you intending that I killed this lamb myself! I would never!" Emily shouted.
"You probably could've talked it to death." Lorelai muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" Emily asked.
"Oh, nothing." Lorelai said in a fake cheerful, syrupy voice.
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After they had finished eating Richard ushered them into the living room for drinks.
"What would you like to drink Emily, my dear?" Richard asked.
"I think that for tonight I will try an apple martini.
"Lorelai, the usual I presume?" Richard questioned handing Emily her drink.
They had been giving Lorelai a small glasses worth of a drink ever sine she had turned fifteen.
"Uh, no dad I think I'll just have water." Lorelai replied.
Why? We've given you a tiny taste every night since your fifteenth birthday. Have you decided that you don't like the taste?" Richard questioned.
"No dad I just have a headache. I'll just have the water and then go to my room and lay down." Lorelai replied.
Lorelai stood up after drinking her glass of water and walked up the stairs. When she was about halfway up she stopped and turned around.
"Goodnight. I love you mom and dad." she said.
She then turned back around and walked up to her room.