"Jess! Where are the mallomars?" Rory called.
"You ate them all," Jess replied, trying not to laugh, "Remember? After the last time you read A Farewell To Arms?"
"I wasn't sad, I was depressed due to boredom."
"Admit it, you were touched."
"More like repeatedly stabbed through the heart," Rory mumbled.
"It's beautiful."
"It's horrifying."
"And beautiful in its horror."
"No, just horrifying in its horror."
"Whatever, live in denial if you want, but that's when all the mallomars conveniently disappeared," Jess shrugged.
"Well we need more! Mom is getting here in less than an hour!"
"Or you could just feed her one of the other various kinds of junk food we have," Jess offered, "We have tons. Possibly literal tons."
"We don't have much."
"We have eight types of candy, three types of chips, and approximately twelve takeout menus. Not to mention frosting, two gallons of ice cream, and enough frozen pizza to feed a small army."
"Wait…no doughnuts?"
"Doughnuts?"
"We need doughnuts! For the snow! It's supposed to be from Luke's but if it can't be from Luke's we still need doughnuts and coffee for the snow!"
"Okay, okay!" Jess surrendered, "I'll work on it."
"But…"
"I'll work on it. You go buy whatever other crap you want for dinner. My vote is Chinese, because it's the only thing we can all agree on other than pizza."
"Fair. Thanks, hon." Rory leaned over and kissed Jess. "I'll be back in half an hour with food."
"I'll deal with the doughnuts. See you then."
"Jess…how did you…"
"You will speak of this to no one."
"But…"
"Luke taught me."
"When…"
"In high school."
"You could make these when we were dating?" Rory asked, stunned, "How could you possibly not tell me that?"
"Because I knew you would get that look in your eye that involves a lot of work for me and way too much sugar for you. You have it now, you know. So no one will hear of this. I only did it because you and Lorelai have your thing."
"Thank you!" Rory hugged Jess tightly, bursting with excitement, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"You cannot tell your mother. Promise me," Jess said seriously. Just then the doorbell rang. Rory smirked at Jess.
"Too late!" she grinned, running down the stairs to open the door, "Mom! Jess…"
"Is going to murder your daughter in her sleep if she finishes her sentence," Jess glowered. Lorelai looked at Rory, confused.
"Is he really a gigolo?"
"Yes," Jess deadpanned, "And I have to get over to see Chris and Matt. Rory, never again if you say a word."
"Dirty!"
"And goodbye to you too, Lorelai. Enjoy the snow."
"I always do," Lorelai smiled beatifically as Jess shut the door behind him, "So that was…"
"Hoodlum-daughter thing, but it benefits you because we have doughnuts."
"Then I don't need to know as long as I get at least four."
"We have twelve."
"Excellent."
"So how late is Jess going to be at Matt's place?"
"He's gonna stay with them tonight. I think he thinks it'd be weird with all three of us in the apartment."
"He'd be right."
"Agreed. Plus I'd feel bad if he knew how superfluous he really was."
"Aw, good daughter lying to Mommy. Extra doughnut for you!"
"Speaking of which, is it…"
"As soon as the coffee's ready."
"Wow. It's beautiful."
"It's always beautiful. It's perfect."
"You always think it's perfect."
"Because it always is."
"It's snow."
"It's magic."
"Okay, okay," Rory smiled, holding her coffee close and huddling next to Lorelai, "It's magic."
"Happy first snow, loinfruit," Lorelai smiled, holding up her coffee cup as a toast, "Or rather, fake first snow."
"We got as close as we could."
"Do you think snow'll be mad?"
"No. Her presence suggests she still loves you."
"And I'll always love her."
"You and snow…you're what true love really is."
"Tell Jess that."
"I'll be sure he knows what to aspire to."
"That's my daughter."
