Chapter 5 – Friday Night Dinner.

/ Lorelai and Sookie are discussing ways to promote the dragonfly when Jackson comes in to the room. He drops of the vegetables and after a stressful phone call and Sookie washes his dries his shirt Lorelai tries to trick Jackson into signing for parking places, he runs off before he signs, so Sookie forges it. He leaves for a meeting. Yale's Branford college campus cafeteria. Richard and Rory are having lunch. Chloe, sees them having lunch and walks over with her tray. Chloe: Hey Lola, Uncle Richard.

They both look surprised to see me as I sat down next to Rory.

Richard: Well Hello, Chloe.

Rory: Hey, Min. Chloe looks between the two of them and asks.

Chloe: So what are you guy's talking about?

Rory: Grandpa was providing me with some stories about his work. So Grandpa what happened next?

Richard: So, Dickie high tails it to his office and emails me within seconds.

Rory: Dickie's the other you at your office, right?

Chloe: Other you?

Richard: Well there's no other me and he's just a colleague.

Rory: You know what I mean, Grandpa.

Richard: Dickie and I share some duties. We lunch occasionally, socialize a bit. But, he would cut my throat in a heartbeat, as I would his.

Rory: It's like Rickers Island.

Chloe: Working with people like that would make me paranoid. Richard chuckles.

Richard: Well, Dickie made a mistake. He emailed me, thinking that I wouldn't read it for days, but, I read it the minute he sent it. He figured my weekend starts at lunch on Fridays, as so many others do. Error followed by error.

Rory: That man need to reread his Sun Tzu.

Chloe: The first rule in the art of war is to know your enemy and you do know your enemy.

Richard: Anyway, that's why I am missing Friday night dinner. Dickie and I are going to be in the Chicago office.

Rory: Well, send me a postcard.

Chloe: Have fun.

Richard: I'm travelling much less, but I don't miss it. Thirty years ago, any chance I had to travel, I jumped at, but how…I'm talking a lot, aren't I?

Rory: No. I mean, yes. But it's good.

Chloe: You're just getting older.

Richard: I don't want to be tiresome.

Rory: Grandpa, you could never tire me. This is fun.

Richard: Good. My valet isn't much of a conversationalist. He's the master of the mono syllable, although he can shine a shoe with the best of them. So, been reading anything good lately?

Rory: I'm very into P.G. Wodehouse right now.

Chloe: I've been reading Never let me go. It's set in alternative universe.

Richard: Oh, that's great.

Rory: You?

Chloe: What having you been reading?

Richard: I've just finished the sixth and the final volume of "The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire. Rory and Chloe are stunned.

Chloe: You actually finished that huge book?

Rory: That is a triumph.

Richard: I started it in 1968. So it only…what...36 years to finish it. But by god, I finished it.

Chloe: Well done?

Rory: Wow. That's quite a commitment.

Richard: Well, I've had a little more time on my hands lately. Not as many evening's out as there once were.

Rory: Right. Not as many. Rory says quietly.

Richard: You're still getting together with your Grandmother tonight, aren't you?

Rory: Uh-huh.

Chloe: I am also. Rory smiles at this news.

Richard: Has she mentioned her car lately?

Chloe: Her car?

Rory: No.

Richard: It's due for its six month service. I hope she isn't skipping those.

Rory: I don't know.

Chloe: I can ask.

Richard: Oh, no. That's too much trouble. I'll have Robert check with her maid.

Rory: Okay.

Chloe: You sure?

Richard: He may have to use upwards of six syllables for this one. I wish him luck.

Rory: Couldn't you just ask her yourself, Grandpa? I mean, you're right there.

Richard: No, don't want to be an annoyance.

Chloe: Aunt Emily won't mind.

Rory: But, Grandpa…

Richard: Chicken's getting cold.

Rory: Right. Richard: I saw the most preposterous thing on TV the other night. It's been ages since I've just flipped through the channels, and the horrors to be discovered there.

Chloe and Rory say goodbye to Richard and go for a walk.

/ Chloe and Rory are drinking coffee. They are sitting by the coffee cart talking and bantering with each other. Chloe: Hey, I've been meaning to talk to you about something for a while now, but I either forget or things get in the way of asking you.

Rory: What did you want to ask me?

Chloe: Well, I was hoping you would be my maid of honour at my wedding.

Rory looks shocked. Rory: Really me?

Chloe: Yes, you. You're my oldest friend, my cousin. We grew up together. Remember our pact.

Rory: Yes, where I'm your maid of honour, if you're mine. But, we were kids then, I thought you were going to ask Stephanie, your best friends with her and she's you're room-mate.

Chloe: Steph, understands where I'm coming from. So, will you?

Rory: Of course I will. Chloe sigh in relief.

Chloe: Finally, I thought I was going to have to force you into accepting, with the amount of excuses you put up. It's as if you don't want to be my maid of honour

Rory: No, no, of course not. I'm honoured. Who's the best man?

Chloe: Finn is. You're going to have to dance with Finn at the wedding. Good luck with that. But don't worry Finn's a gentleman, with all women apart from red heads, so you're safe.

Rory: That's a relief. Rory chuckles.

Chloe: So that means you're planning my bachelorette party and my bridal shower.

Rory: Yeah, I'm going to make it exciting and so much fun.

Chloe: You know you're competing with Finn and with him planning the bachelor party, he going to want to top anything we do. So which one is going to be the best?

Rory: Yes I know, but it's a competition, I won't lose. Gilmore aren't quitters. Ooh, we could go to a drag club.

Chloe: Hey, this is what I'm talking about.

Rory: What you talking about?

Chloe: Us talking freely like this, sharing everything together, this is why you're my maid of honour.

Rory: Yeah, about that, I kind of need to tell you something.

/ Chloe phone rings. Chloe: It's Logan.

Rory: Answer it. Rory sighs in defeat.

Chloe answers the phone. Chloe: Hey, What's wrong, I thought you had to spend the day with your Father?

Logan: Well, it didn't go so well and I need to see you. I had a fight with my Father over my responsibilities and family obligations.

Chloe: Where are you?

Logan: At my apartment.

Chloe: I'll be there in 20.

Logan: Okay, see you soon.

Chloe: Bye, baby, I love you. It'll be okay.

Logan: I love you too and see you in 20.

Chloe hangs up the phone. She looks to Rory with regret. Chloe: Can we talk later?

Rory: Why, what's wrong?

Chloe: Logan had a fight with his Dad and he needs me.

Rory: Okay, go be there for him. But can we meet later; I need to tell you something, it's important.

Chloe: Sure, tell me when you're free?

Rory: Will do. Rory hugs Chloe. Chloe rushes off and Rory signs in defeat over the fact that she hasn't told Chloe about Dean.

Lorelai is having lunch at Luke's and finds out that she wasn't supposed to be tipping Luke at the diner. She mock argues she wants her money back and tries to get her money back.

/ Luke's diner. Lorelai is leaving and almost bumps into Dean as he walks by. He is carrying his Doose's produce apron. Dean: Oh, hi, Lorelai.

Lorelai: Hi, Dean. Um, good to bump into you.

Dean: Yeah, same here. Hesitatingly he looks around. Um, you on your way back to work?

Lorelai: Yeah. You?

Dean: Yeah, I'm going to Doose's.

Lorelai: You were just at the Inn. She says conversationally.

Dean: Yeah, Tom wanted me to sand some doors down. They were getting a little warped.

Lorelai: I saw you in the hallway there, but you looked kind of busy. Dean looks embarrassed.

Dean: Yeah… I…I...saw you too.

Lorelai: Oh. Dean looks uncomfortable. So, how's our girl?

Dean: Rory?

Lorelai: Yeah

Dean: Uh, she's good. I saw her like three days ago, or a couple days ago. But yeah, she's good.

Lorelai: Good. Well, talked to her this morning, so I win. Lorelai chuckles and smiles. Not that it's a contest. Dean grins back.

Dean: Right.

Lorelai: Well, I guess I'll see you around. Next time you're at the inn, find me. We could have some coffee and chew the fat. Sounds like a disgusting combination, but anyway come by.

Dean: I will. Sure. Absolutely.

Lorelai: Okay.

Dean: So have a good day.

Lorelai: You too. They both awkwardly part company.

/ Logan's Dorm. Logan is drowning his sorrows away with a bottle of bourbon. Chloe rushes in with a takeaway bag and DVDs. Chloe: Hey L.

Logan looks relived to see Chloe.

Logan: Right back at you. Logan walks over and pulls Chloe into his embrace and breathes in her scent.

Chloe: It's okay, Logan, I'm here. Any chance you want to talk about it? I won't push you, if you don't want to tell me.

Logan: Just let me hold you for a little while and I'll tell you all about my day touring HPG.

Chloe: Okay, I love you; I just wanted you to know.

Logan: I love you so much.

Chloe drags Logan to the couch and pulls out the takeaway containers and then walks over to the DVD player and puts in Casablanca and presses play. She then goes and gets plates and cutlery and sits down beside Logan.

Chloe: Okay, I've Chinese food, an old classic and me. What do you think about that?

Logan: I think it's exactly what I need after the morning I've had. Logan has a thoughtful look on his face so Chloe pauses the movie.

Chloe: Talk to me?

Logan: Okay, But I don't know where to start.

Chloe: The beginning is a good place.

Logan: So I arrived at HPG at 8. Dad shows me off all day to his employees as his heir. Then at Lunch he decides to tell me that after graduation that I'll be sent to London for a year. It's non-negotiable. Seeing a look on Chloe's face. He said that it was time for me to grow up and that distance from certain aspects of my current life will help me mature.

Chloe: What aspects?

Logan: It's nothing you need to know? Chloe has a thoughtful look, until realization hits her.

Chloe: I'm one of the aspects aren't I. Logan tries to deny it, but eventually he nods solemnly. He hurries to reassure her.

Logan: It's not just you he wants to take me away from it's also Colin, Finn, Steph and my lifestyle as well.

Chloe: What else did he say?

Logan: Does it really matter?

Chloe: Yes, of course it does. Tell me!

Logan: He said that as I was going to be married that I needed to start stepping up for you and my responsibility and obligations as the heir of the family.

Chloe: Logan, you are already being there for me and they should not put so much on your shoulders already, it's not fair. But, is London a done deal?

Logan: Yes.

Chloe: How long will you be in London?

Logan: A year, why?

Chloe: I could come with you to London.

Logan: What? I couldn't ask you to do that for me.

Chloe: Logan, when you go to London, I'll be your wife and I don't want to be separated from you. I love you.

Logan: You would really do that for me? What would you do in London while I'm working?

Chloe: Of course I would and I would go to law school there for a year. Remember I'm graduating at the same time you are.

Logan: I remember. So you'll apply to law school in England for only a year and transfer to Columbia Law, when we move back to the US.

Chloe: Yes, that's the plan.

Logan: Are you sure you can be apart from your family and friends for a year?

Chloe: I'm not going to lie to you and say it's fine when it isn't. I'll miss them, but I can't spend a year apart from you. My family and our friends will understand and plus we'll visit on holidays.

Logan: So are we really moving to London when we graduate?

Chloe: I guess we are. London is so fascinating; I can't wait to explore it.

Logan unpauses the film and they spend the afternoon eating and talking about possible adventures they would have in London. Chloe later leaves for Friday night dinner.

/ Elder Gilmore Home Foyer. Friday Night dinner. The doorbell rings. Emily: I'll get it, Sara. Emily briskly approaches and opens the door.

Lorelai: Hi, Mom.

Emily: Come in, come in.

Lorelai: I'm sorry I'm late. Traffic was bad. Some moron coming out of Stars Hollow decided to go the speed limit, which is… ooh. She stares in the foyer. What the hell is that? A large metal boxlike structure stands in the center of the room.

Emily: What does it look like? It's a panic room.

Lorelai: Like Jodie Foster?

Emily: I have no idea.

Lorelai: But it's very small. It's more like an anxiety room.

Emily: It's for one person.

Lorelai: Huh?

Emily: You could maybe squeeze two in.

Lorelai approaches the large object and begins fussing with it. Opening the door and looking inside.

Lorelai: When those two are done panicking, the next couple of panickers get a turn?

Emily: It's primarily for me.

Lorelai: Why the foyer.

Emily: It was supposed to go upstairs, but the boors who delivered it claimed they weren't told the stairs, so they didn't have the right equipment.

Lorelai: Hey, let's test it out. I'm going to get you. She raises her hands like claws. Emily looks disgusted.

Emily: Oh my god.

Lorelai: You better get in here, "cause I'm a bad guy". Baah!

Emily: There's nothing funny about this. Doorbell rings.

Lorelai: Oh! Get in, quick! Quick!

Emily: Stop it.

Emily walks to the door and opens it. Chloe kisses Emily's cheek and enters.

Chloe: Hey, Aunt Emily. Thank you for inviting me to dinner.

Emily: It's nothing dear, it's just that I haven't seen you in a while and thought tonight would be a good time to see you with both Rory and Lorelai.

Chloe nods at this and spies what's in the foyer?

Chloe: Hey, what is that mental thing? Lorelai goes to speak but Emily beats her to it.

Emily: It's panic room.

Chloe: Like Jodie Foster?

Emily: That's exactly what Lorelai said.

Chloe: Why do you have it?

Emily: Long story.

Doorbell rings again. Emily walks to the door to open it. Rory kisses Emily's cheek and enters.

Rory: Hi, Grandma. So…hey' what's that?

Lorelai and Chloe stand next to the heavy structure like a car model.

Lorelai: I know how to protect you from shrapnel and Agent Orange. Ask me how?

Chloe: Also from the CIA.

Emily: It's a panic room?

Rory: Like Jodie Foster?

Emily: What does Jodie Foster have to do with this? All three of you have mentioned her when I said panic room.

Lorelai: You and Chloe need one each for your dorm. Lorelai says teasingly.

Emily: That's not a stupid though. It'll stop a 9 millimetre shell.

Lorelai: Handy for when Suge Knight comes for tea.

Rory: Why is it here?

Emily: It's a long story. Come, let's have drinks and forget about the panic room. What'll you have? And Lorelai, where's Christopher and Georgia.

Lorelai: Gin Martini. Chris had to go away for business and Francine wanted to spend some time with her, so she's spending the night.

Rory: A soda with lime.

Chloe: Lemonade. So that's why Grandma didn't come to the dorm today for lunch.

Emily: This little rinky-dink cart had nothing.

Lorelai: Dad got the big one?

Emily: He stole it away in the dark of night, so I'm stranded. I had our minister over a couple of days ago, and he had to go without his whiskey sour.

Lorelai: I bet he excommunicated you on the spot.

Emily: I've got vermouth, but no gin. Emily says sarcastically. Perfect. She calls out loudly. Sara? Sara, the maid, descends the stairs and approaches hurriedly.

Sara: Yes, ma'am

Emily: I need gin. Check everywhere.

Lorelai: Including the bathtub.

Chloe: Check the basement.

Emily: Start with the pantry.

Sara: Yes, ma'am.

Sara exits as Emily joins Lorelai, Chloe and Rory.

Emily: You know the main reason, I got the panic room is because I'm a women living alone.

Lorelai: Well, let the record show, I did not bring up the panic room.

Emily: Do you know I've never lived alone.

Rory: Grandpa is only a few feet away.

Chloe: Yes, but, Uncle Richard is only in the pool house.

Emily: He might as well be a million miles away. I don't even know if your grandfather would look up from his stamp collection if he heard me scream.

Rory: That's not true.

Chloe: He still cares, you know that.

Lorelai: Unless his nose got stuck to the stamp in the book and he physically couldn't look up. Rory and Chloe look reprovingly at Lorelai. It happens.

Emily: He's gone so much, he's no protection, anyway. He just left on some business trip, and it's an afterthought that he even bothered to tell about it all.

Rory: But he told you, so that's not an afterthought. That's a thought. A very thoughtful thought.

Chloe: Plus it shows that he cares that you know where he's going and letting you know stuff going on in his life. Sharing and caring.

Emily: I'm sure it was in some way for his own convenience.

Sara: comes back empty handed. There's no gin anywhere, Mrs Gilmore.

Emily: Oh, perfect.

Sara: I'll check the bathtub and basement.

Emily: That was a joke, Sara, Chloe, Lorelai, please don't joke with the maids. It's not what they do.

Lorelai: Sorry.

Emily says to Sara. Emily: Check Mr Gilmore's study.

Sara: Yes, ma'am. Sara exits.

Emily: I should just call Richard myself and drag him away from whatever business meal he is having and make him tell me.

Rory: It's okay. Mom doesn't need a martini. To her mother. Right? Chloe looks amused at Lorelai's face.

Lorelai: Yeah. Right. I'll take what you got. What's good enough for the minister is good enough for me.

Emily: Your hands are empty.

Sara: returns a little more tentatively. The door to the study is locked.

Emily: He locked the study?

Lorelai: Mom, really, I don't need gin. I'll take whatever you have.

Emily: I don't have anything. That's the problem. Come on. Emily stands up.

Chloe: Where we going?

Rory: Come on where?

Emily pulls out keys from a cabinet and walks off. Emily: I'm not going to let Richards's business trip keep you from having the drink you want.

Rory: Grandma, wait. Lorelai and Rory follow Emily.

Chloe: Hey, wait up. Chloe runs after Emily, Lorelai and Rory.

/ Pool house – Richard's place. Rory: Should we really be doing this?

Chloe: Do you think Uncle Richard will mind us being in here?

Emily: No he won't mind. Oh, that he can live in this squalor.

Lorelai; It's another Calcutta. Is that open sewage?

Emily: It certainly smells like a sewer in here.

Rory: It's his cigars. That's the smell.

Chloe: The smell's not that bad.

Emily: It's more than the smell of cigars. It's debauchery.

Lorelai: Yeah. Dad mentioned he had the Barbie twins up here a couple nights ago. He and his butler have a little "auto focus" thing going on.

Chloe: Are we still looking for the alcohol cart?

Rory: Well, if we still are, the drink cart's over there, Grandma. We can grab the gin and vamoose.

Lorelai said in a shtick voice. Lorelai: No, she's got vamoose, remember? It's the gin we need… But you know…

Emily: He must have five packs of breath mints here. Why would a man need five packs of breath mints?

Lorelai: It could be the gorgonzola and onion diet he's on. It has its drawbacks.

Rory: Grandma, I feel kind of weird snooping like this.

Chloe: Leave everything in the place you put it. Rory sighs exasperatedly.

Emily slides open desk drawers and snoops before wandering across the room.

Emily: This is my property as much as his, and when we die, it'll be your's Lorelai and you Rory. We're all entitled here. He's got some new books. Emily browses the bookcase.

Lorelai: Hey, my Petunia Pig plate and spoon. What's it doing here?

Emily: Oh, odds and ends wound up out here over the years.

Lorelai: This is not an odd or an end. It's my Petunia Pig and I'm taking it.

Rory: It's not yours to take.

Chloe: It's says Lorelai on the back of the plate.

Rory: It's still not yours to take. It doesn't matter your name is on it.

Lorelai looks stubbornly. Lorelai: Dad's not using my Petunia Pig spoon.

Emily: I say take it.

Lorelai: Hey, Mom, what are we carrying our booty home in? Do you have a canvas bag with a big dollar sign on it?

Rory: Okay. Just to remind you once again, the drink cart is right over there. Oh, and I think I spot gin, it's brown, right. Rory glares when she sees Chloe drink vodka neat.

Lorelai: I love that you think that. She spies Emily in Richard's closet. Looking for skeletons?

Emily: I'm just looking.

Rory: Oh, man. I spilled a ton of scotch on my skirt. Who's not closing these bottles?

Emily: Oh, my good.

Chloe: What did you find?

Lorelai: Did you really find a skeleton.

Rory: Okay, Gin…it's clear, it's in my hand, and it looks good enough for a minister. Let's go. Rory snatches Chloe's glass away from her.

Chloe: Hey, I was drinking that!

Rory: Let me remind you, you drove here and you are driving back. Chloe scowls in realisation.

Chloe: Oh, okay fine.

Emily: Oh, my God. Will you look at this? Shocked, she pulls out a vest dressed in colourful sequins.

Rory: Bright.

Chloe: Hideous.

Lorelai says dryly. Lorelai: And tasteful.

Rory: Grandpa has lots of vests.

Emily: It's got glitter, it's a glitter vest.

Lorelai: So?

Emily: So? Where would your father wear a vest like this? Certainly nowhere he ever would've taken me.

Rory: Grandma, it's just a vest.

Chloe: Maybe fancy dress?

Lorelai: Yeah Mom. There's tons of places he would wear that.

Emily: Name one.

Lorelai: Okay, I'm at a loss.

Emily: This is insane.

Lorelai: Mom, this is the place where unwanted things came to repose. Maybe it's a vest of his from the old days.

Emily: Our days never included Richard dressing up like that gay fellow whose tiger tries to eat him. I have definitely, never seen this vest. This is a party vest.

Lorelai: Okay, just put it back, Mom, and let's go. Emily holds out the garment.

Emily: You put it back.

Rory: You know, we've moved a lot of stuff around here tonight. We've got to cover our tracks.

Lorelai: Where did you find it?

Emily: Squished in the middle, as if he was hiding it from me. Lorelai mutters as she puts the vest in the closet.

Lorelai: Can you blame him? It's hideous.

Emily: How dare he have a vest like that?

Rory: Okay, the mints looked something like this, right? Chloe nods her approval.

Emily: That devious man. Lorelai pushing Emily across the room and out the door.

Lorelai: Come on, Mom, let's go. Rory sees the dish and the spoon on the sofa table.

Rory: Mom, Petunia Pig.

Lorelai: Grab it. Rory rushes back and snatches up the dish and spoon. She makes a small adjustment to the nearby vase before switching off the lights and following Chloe, Lorelai and Emily out.

/ Luke's Diner – Evening. Lorelai and Rory are the only customers as busboy carrier tub. Like is carrying food from behind counter. Rory: I have never seen Grandma so singularly obsessed about a piece of clothing.

Lorelai: Not since I wore my "Gas, Grass, or Ass… No one rides for free" t-shirt to the junior league spring tea.

Luke: Here we go. Boysenberry pie with ice cream. Hot fudge sundae. Half a grapefruit.

Rory: I don't want a grapefruit.

Luke: It's good for you.

Rory: Kind of my point.

Luke: It's too late for her, but not for you. Eat it.

Lorelai: The service is very rude. No tip for you. She says to Rory. In fact, he actually owes us a lot of money because we weren't supposed to be tipping all these years.

Rory: I know. Customarily, you do not have to tip the proprietor of an establishment. Luke looks proudly at Rory and looks at Lorelai's reaction.

Lorelai: Why have we been tipping him all these years?

Rory: We like him?

Lorelai: Oh, that, She looks at Luke. Hey, bring us some coffee, and I promise this grapefruit will be eaten. Luke looks sceptical.

Luke: Okay. Luke exits.

Lorelai: How long is my nose?

Rory: Very. Rory gobbles her ice cream.

Lorelai: What's with the scarfing?

Rory: Well, I figured since it's still early I'd stop by Dean's new place real quick and say hi. Is that okay?

Lorelai: Oh, yeah. So he's out of the parent's?

Rory: Yeah. He's on his friend Kyle's couch. It's just temporary.

Lorelai: Great. You know we could call him and have him meet us here if you want.

Rory: Really? Lorelai: Yeah. Plenty of pie, ice cream, grapefruit to go around. If we twist his arm, I bet Luke will throw in some raw spinach.

Rory: I don't think that's good idea.

Lorelai: So, skip the spinach.

Rory: You know what I mean.

Lorelai: No. What?

Rory: It's been a little weird between you two.

Lorelai: No, it hasn't.

Rory: Mom.

Lorelai: I just ran into him today. Didn't he tell you?

Rory: Yeah. He said it was weird.

Lorelai: Well, then it was only weird on his side, "cause it wasn't on mine.

Rory: Um-hm.

Lorelai: Hey, how about I come along with you to Kyle's? He's back from the Navy, right? We could all hang out and hear his stories. He could teach us some sea chanteys, and I could tell Dean how not weird the situation is, See? That's how unweird it is for me. I'd do that.

Rory: No. That'd be weird, too.

Lorelai: I don't like it this way. You still haven't told Chloe.

Rory: I know, but I tried this afternoon, but she got a call from Logan and she left before I could say a word.

Lorelai: Okay, but you have to tell her soon before she sees you two together.

Rory: Okay and with Dean it's just a difficult situation.

Lorelai: But, we all used to get together all the time for whatever and hang out. We had a great rhythm. I like Dean. I've always liked Dean. He has a great heart. I don't want it to be weird.

Rory: Neither do I. Dean doesn't either.

Lorelai: Well, then, what about tomorrow night? Let's all hook up then.

Rory: All who?

Lorelai: All of us. You know…the gang…the fearsome foursome. I'll get my mother to babysit; she's always complaining that she never sees Gigi. I'll ask your dad, he won't mind at all. Lorelai calls Chris on the phone. He picks up. They chat. Lorelai puts Chris on speakerphone.

Lorelai: So, how does that sound?

Chris: How does what sound?

Lorelai: Doing something with Rory, tomorrow night?

Rory: You don't have to.

Chris: No, no really, I'm home tomorrow morning. That sounds great.

Lorelai: Yeah, It's a great idea. There's a ground swell of support. Let's do it.

Rory: Okay, if you want.

Lorelai: Yeah, we want, right?

Chris: Yeah. We want.

Lorelai: Good. She says to Rory. Go run it past Dean.

Chris: Dean?

Rory: I'm sure I can persuade him.

Lorelai: Good.

Rory: Yeah, good. I'll see you tomorrow night. Rory kisses her mom's cheek.

Lorelai: Okay. See you tomorrow night.

Rory: Bye, Luke. Rory exits.

Chris: Dean? Rory's seeing Dean? Chris interrogates.

Lorelai: Yeah, you knew that.

Chris: No, I didn't.

Lorelai: What…Didn't I tell you?

Chris: No. Since when?

Lorelai: Since she got back from Europe.

Chris: I don't believe it.

Lorelai: Haven't you seen them walking around?

Chris: No. Were you hiding it?

Lorelai: No, I just…I wasn't sure when they wanted people to people to know or how I should tell people without getting hammered with a bunch of questions.

Chris: Was this before he left his wife or after? Realisation. Did…did he leave her for Rory?

Lorelai: Like those. Questions just like those.

Chris: Sorry, it's just, you know, Dean and Rory together again.

Lorelai: Well, you can back out if you want. I kind of shanghaied you there.

Chris: No. We can do it. I just have to wrap my mind around it. Dean. Gritting his teeth.

Lorelai: Dean.

Chris: Dean. All right. Well, I'll be talk to you tomorrow. Bye. She hangs after saying bye back.

Lorelai: Hmm. She hides the grapefruit away.

Meanwhile, Lane's band is practising, Brian's new song and she tries to see how Zach is feeling towards her and nothing comes out of it.

/ Chloe's and Steph dorm room. Chloe has just got back form Hartford and goes back to her dorm to and spies Steph, Colin and Logan chatting away in the living room. She drops her keys on the table. Chloe: Hey guys, what are you guys up to?

Steph: We're just hanging out and cheering Logan here up. So how was dinner?

Chloe: First things first, how is Logan? Steph goes to answer but Logan beats her to it.

Logan: Stop talking about me, as if I'm not here guys.

Chloe: Sorry sweetie, will you tell me then.

Logan: I'm over it. Logan smiles a convincing smile and Chloe answers Steph's question.

Chloe: There was some trespassing and sneaking around. But overall, it was a normal Friday night dinner.

Steph, Colin and Logan look confused. Chloe sees this and says. Chloe: It's a long story. Colin and Steph sneak glances at each other. Chloe notices this and decides to talk with the Honor about this development and see what she thinks.

Logan: Bon, babe we have all night. Logan pulls Chloe down into his lap.

Chloe looks around and see no Finn. Chloe: Where's Finn.

Colin: Out with a redhead.

Steph: What's her name?

Logan: We don't know. Finn said he was drunk when they first met.

Chloe: Oh, Finn. Chloe shakes her head.

Steph: Girly stop stalling and tell us about your evening.

Chloe: Okay fine.

Chloe then talks about entering the house and seeing a panic room and then the liquor crisis and then finally the sneaking into Uncle Richard's place and snooping with Rory and Lorelai. She then proceeds to tell them they went looking for gin but ended up with Aunt Emily looking through Uncle Richard's clothes and found a sparkly vest. Aunt Lorelai stealing back her Petunia Pig plate and spoon with Rory protesting the whole way at all of our antics.