Chapter 7 – Yale Daily News.
Lorelai has trouble finding her keys and looks everywhere for them. She finds them in the end in the door. Lorelai and Chris then go out on a date.
/ Logan is on the phone with his father and Chloe is busy making breakfast. She serves up the waffles and coffee and lays out the cutlery. Logan finished his call and comes over to sit.
Chloe: So what was that about?
Logan: What?
Chloe: The phone call. Who was it from? you seemed annoyed and irritated.
Logan: It was my father.
Chloe: What did he want now?
Logan: He was wondering why I haven't had any articles published at the college newspaper.
Chloe: And what did you say?
Logan: I said I've very busy lately to pop in and get an assignment.
Chloe: Then what?
Logan: He strongly insisted that I become less busy, because I am the heir to a publishing company and need to step up.
Chloe: You have to visit the paper today, don't you?
Logan: Yes, and Doyle's going to be his normal ass-kissing self. I'll probably see your cousin there; apparently she's there a lot.
Chloe: Just call him out on it and embarrass him and you'll probably will. Logan looks at her pleadingly. Chloe holds out.
Logan: Please, My Bonnie, come with me to the newspaper office. You'll make it more fun there. There are all so serious. Logan gives her the puppy dog eyes and Chloe groans.
Chloe: I hate you for this. I'll go with you but if Doyle gives me an assignment you're writing it. What time will you pop in?
Logan: 3pm.
Chloe: Ugh, you'll just have to meet me outside my class, because I have a class that ends at 3 and bring coffee, lots of it.
Logan: Okay. He takes a bite out of the waffles and groans, Chloe smiles.
Chloe: You like?
Logan: I love them. Why don't you make these more often?
Chloe: Good. I don't feel like making them very often so consider yourself very lucky.
Logan: Don't forget we have an LDB meeting tonight and then later we are all going the ball tonight.
Chloe: Oh I haven't forgotten about that and we're having the meeting here, right?
Logan: Yes, then you and Steph are going to your dorm to get ready and I'll come pick you up at 8pm.
Logan nods and they eat the breakfast and talk about their upcoming day. They get dressed.
/ Logan leaves for his early morning classes and Chloe starts on some reading, when her phone rings. On the caller id is Rory. She answers.
Chloe: Hello?
Rory: Hey, I just wanted to call to fix this wedge between us. I missed you this week and not talking at all, hurt me.
Chloe: I missed you too, but I needed to get used to it before I could talk.
Rory: And have you?
Chloe: I have but I'm not going to be hanging out with you and Dean and won't be anytime soon. I've been meaning to call you to talk…
Rory: I understand it's too soon. What do you want to talk about?
Chloe: Next weekend, is my wedding dress fitting and I already called my mother, she has a jet ready for all of us. I was wondering if you would come to New York with us for the fitting. We are getting the bridesmaid dresses, then as well. So you kind of need to be there.
Rory: Of course I will. Do you want me to tell Mom for you? Who else will be going apart from Aunt Lizzie, you, me and my mom?
Chloe: Yes, please. We're all meeting at my dorm so tell Aunt Lo, Friday at 6 and are taking a limo to the private airstrip and spending the night in the plaza, so she's getting out of Friday night dinner. It's also Steph, Honor and Shira, Logan's mom. I called Lane and she said she couldn't make it.
Rory: My mom will love that. So are we okay?
Chloe: Yes we are, but don't ever keep something like this from me again.
Rory: Never, again. Chloe, can I ask you something?
Chloe: Shoot.
Rory: Am I still you're maid of honour?
Chloe: Rory, it was one little fight. Of course, you still are if you still want to be?
Rory: Yes, I do, I'm so excited to do this.
Chloe: I'm happy you are.
Rory: Okay I got to go, Paris is looking my way and she looks scary. Bye.
Chloe: Bye Lola. She hangs up.
/ Yale Newspaper Office. Rory puts away her phone when Paris is front of her.
Paris: I had a dream about you last night.
Rory: If this gets dirty, feel free to keep it to yourself.
Paris: I dreamed that in spite of the fact you knew I wanted to be assigned the religion beat, you went behind my back to Doyle, cooked him dinner and stole it from me.
Rory: It's just a dream, Paris.
Paris: You made veal parmigiana, and it felt very real.
Rory: I don't make veal parmigiana. I don't make anything, and I don't want the religion beat. I want features, you know that.
Paris: You say you don't want features…
Rory: And I mean it.
Paris: Dream tells you things. It's our subconscious. Warning us, telling us about things that are happening.
Rory: Paris…
Paris: My dream was telling me that you are stabbing me in the back with your veal parmigiana.
Rory: Well I must have really overcooked it then.
Paris: Let me smell your hands. Rory: Oh, go away!
Paris: You used a lot of garlic.
Rory: Bye.
Paris: Rory, listen to me. We're close, friends, and I would hate for something as trivial as competition for the religion beat to come between us.
Rory: Oh, my god, I don't want the religion beat.
Paris: We could end up like the Van Burens.
Rory: As in Mr and Mrs. President?
Paris: As in Abby and Ann.
Rory: Right.
Paris: Sisters in blood, but bitter rivals. They don't even speak anymore.
Rory: That's cause one of them is dead.
Paris: You don't want the religion beat.
Rory: Oh! You meant the religion beat…No I don't. A blonde girl walks by.
Paris: Tenora Thomas was in my dream too, she was pouring the wine…Yo! Tenora! Where's the fire? She runs after her.
Doyle: Hey Rory, did you see this?
Rory: See what?
Glenn: It's no big deal. Doyle: Glenn here got himself published in the New York Times.
Rory: You're kidding!
Glenn: It's no big deal.
Doyle: It's no big deal, he says.
Rory: Oh, but this is the article you wrote about the reprinting of "The Anarchist's Cookbook.
Glenn: It's no big deal!
Rory: This was in our last issue.
Doyle: The Times picked it up. They do that every now and then, they pick up something and publish it, and that's what they did with our boy Glenn here.
Glenn: Please don't Pat my back again.
Rory: Well, congratulations, Glenn.
Glenn: Don't say it out loud, people are looking.
Rory: You should be proud! Glenn: Why, it's not even my best piece.
Rory: It's still pretty amazing.
Doyle: It is amazing. It's absolutely amazing that I spent all summer in Indiana working my ass off for the Muncie Messenger, and you went from Star Trek Convention to Boba Fett Fan Club Symposium, and yet, lookie here. The New York Times. Isn't that great, Rory? Aren't you seeing how great it is?
Glen: Look! Get off my bus, okay? I don't know why they picked it, I didn't ask them to pick it, I don't even read the New York Times!
Doyle: You don't read the New –
Rory: Well Glenn, it's great, and we're all just really happy for you. She rushes back to her desk.
Glenn: Whatever. His phone rings. Oh man, it's R.W Apple again. God, doesn't he have anyone else to talk to. He answers and says What?
Doyle: It's like Being There. And he's Chauncey Gardiner.
Rory: Hey, Doyle, you have to look at it this way. You edited that piece, and if it hadn't been edited well, the Times never would have picked it.
Doyle: Oh. That's a great way to look at it. Thank you! You know, it's because of me that he's going to be Bob Woodward. I made it happen. So, some day when I'm running the circulation desk at the Muncie Messenger and Glenn is accepting his Pulitzer Prize, I can point up at the screen at the local bar where I regularly stop on my way home to get drop dead drunk, and say, "I helped him get there." Then I can fall off my stool and throw up. Thank you so much for that, Gilmore. I never would've thought to look at it that way if it hadn't have been for you!
Doyle runs off; Rory sighs and pick up Glenn's copy of the New York Times.
/ Rory's Dorm room. Rory is laying on her bed, sighs and looks at the New York Times newspaper. Her phone rings.
Rory: Hey Mom.
Lorelai: So, How are you?
Rory: I'm fine. Mom, just wondering, did you call for any particular reason?
Lorelai: Just checking in, seeing how you're doing. How are you doing?
Rory: I'm fine.
Lorelai: Aw, what's wrong?
Rory: What makes you think something's wrong?
Lorelai: You've got Bambi voice.
Rory: I do not have Bambi voice.
Lorelai: Spill, please.
Rory: Do you want the good news or the bad news first?
Lorelai: Good news duh.
Rory: Chloe and I sorted things out, we're okay now. Her and Dean won't be hanging out anytime soon, but at least it's something.
Lorelai: That's great I knew you two would sort it out. Anything else?
Rory: Well, she asked me to invite you to her wedding dress fitting, because as I am maid of honour, I have to help with the wedding details. It's next weekend in New York, can you make it?
Lorelai: Do we get out of Friday night dinner?
Rory: Yes, I already phoned grandma and let her know. So…
Lorelai: A chance to spend a weekend in the Big Apple, Hell yes, I'll even bring Gigi along.
Rory: We are all meeting at her dorm at 6 on Friday. Meet me at my dorm and we'll walk together.
Lorelai: Okay, so now the bad news?
Rory: I'm just… really behind.
Lorelai: Behind what?
Rory: I'm behind at the paper. Way, way behind at the paper. Everyone else had these amazing, productive summers. Internships at hometown newspapers, getting article reprinted in the New York Times, and me, the person who's been talking about being a journalist her entire life, what did I do? I wasted two whole months running away to Europe with grandma.
Lorelai: Whoa, slow down. First of all, Europe – waste? You had major invaluable experiences, the architecture, the food, seeing my mother without her makeup on in the morning.
Rory: But this is the time for work, learning. I didn't even consider an internship anywhere, I was so wrapped up in my own personal…whatever. I can't believe I did this.
Lorelai: Well, okay, let's take a step back here. You say you're behind…
Rory: I am behind. Lorelai: So you'll catch up.
Rory: You say it likes it's easy.
Lorelai: No, I say that like it's what you're going to do. You've done it before. You were behind at Chilton – you remember? And then you hit a deer, and everything was fine.
Rory: The two incidents were in no way connected.
Lorelai: But you caught up, right?
Rory: That was high school. This is college, a very important college.
Lorelai: Okay, different school, but same Rory. You're great at the catch up thing, you're the "catch-up girl" not to be confused with "ketchup girl" cause that not you at all. You were a strictly a mustard and relish girl from day one. There's a little condiment humour for you.
Rory: I'm really going to have to work…constantly. Maybe I'll have to look for something part time at a local paper.
Lorelai: Good that's good or you could work for a fishmonger.
Rory: What?
Lorelai: Cause there lots of newspapers there. Rory hangs up soon after.
Norman Mailer is having his interview done at the dragonfly. Sookie and Lorelai rejoice. Sookie is annoyed that he sits at a table for four and orders nothing but iced tea. Sookie comments that when Billy Joel came in he knew how to eat. Lorelai boasts about his novels but Sookie laments that this is a restaurant not a coffee shop. Sookie reluctantly provides more iced tea for Norman Mailer.
/ Yale Newspaper Office. A meeting is going on. Rory anxiously awaits her assignment.
Doyle: Lena, economic development. Seng, Woodbridge Hall. Benji, legal issues. Paris, religion beat.
Paris: Me? Really? Huh, I hadn't thought. All right. Doyle: Jerry, city arts, Rory, features; Glenn, crime. Glenn clears his throat.
Doyle: What, Glen, your too good for crime?
Glenn: I don't care. Maureen Dowd told me it's all the same, not that, that flirt has any idea what she's talking about.
Doyle: All right, that's it. Congratulations if you got what you wanted, and if you didn't, I could care less. Get cracking. The meeting ends there.
Rory: Thank you so much for features beat. I can't tell you how I excited I am.
Doyle: And please don't try.
Rory: No, I am going to kick butt. You just wait and see.
Doyle: You're a reporter now, Gilmore. You've got to learn to say ass.
Rory: I'll work on that. Hey, listen, um, I have about a million ideas for my first story, so I was wondering if I could run some of them by you, see what you think?
Doyle: Two minutes. Go.
Rory: Okay, well, first I thought I could do an update on unionising the janitorial staff, you know, a classic power struggle; the haves versus the have not's.
Doyle: Okay.
Rory: Or…and I already have the headline for this one – "Yale's Liberal Activist Network: A thing of the past?"
Doyle: Catchy, catchy.
Rory: Then there's the issue of illegal music downloading on campus, which I imagine is a major. Logan and Chloe walk in laughing.
Doyle: Oh, no.
Rory: What?
Doyle: They are back.
Logan: Doyle, my friend. The shake hands and Chloe waves. You're looking very, very well, how ya been?
Chloe: Hey Chief. How are you?
Doyle: I've been great, Logan, Chloe. Great to have you guys back.
Logan: Yeah, well, I stayed away as long as I could, but the Yale Daily News called to me.
Chloe: I only came because he used the puppy dog look on me and also to see my cousin.
Doyle: Your cousin, who's your cousin?
Chloe: Why Rory is.
Doyle: You and Gilmore are related?
Chloe: Yes, like I said she's my cousin. Her full name is Lorelai Leigh Gilmore-Hayden. She just goes by Gilmore, like I go by Hayden.
Doyle: Oh, sure. So how's everything. How's the family?
Logan: Everything is fine, the family's the family…Chloe and I are engaged…Ah my desk. Beautiful. He pulls Chloe down into his lap.
Doyle: And you, Chloe?
Chloe: My family is good. They are happy about me getting married.
Doyle: Um, you know, Logan, Chloe, I didn't know exactly when you two were coming back, and I gave out the beats.
Logan: That's fine, Doyle, We'll take whatever you've got left. He put his feet up on the desk.
Chloe: I won't, I have standards.
Doyle: Actually. There's none left.
Chloe: That's good for me. I don't feel like doing any writing right now.
Logan: Perfect, just the one I wanted. Relax, Doyle. I'm just here for the pretty picture in my father's head. I'm not going to be any trouble at all.
Doyle: Oh, Logan. Please. You, trouble? Stop. We've just glad to have you two here.
Chloe: Wow, you are still a brown nosing ass kisser.
Logan: Careful, boy, you might hurt yourself, kid. Better get back to work, right boss? Rory, nice to see you. Doyle walks over to Rory's desk. Chloe looks up and sees Rory at her desk.
Chloe: Lola!
Doyle: You know Logan? How do you know Logan? Why does she call you Lola?
Rory: No, I don't know him. My cousin introduced us. He's her fiancé and we don't really know each other but Chloe loves him so I'm friendly with him. Lola is a nickname, she gave me and I call her Minnie.
Doyle: That guy's a real piece of work. He took last year off with a bunch of his friends. He was going to sail Daddy's yacht around the world till he sank it.
Rory: He sank his father's yacht? Chloe overhears this and shouts.
Chloe: Finn, sunk the damn yacht and Doyle stop being so damn two faced. Doyle blushes and continues.
Doyle: Right off of Fiji. They spent six months of gallivanting and partying and God knows what in there till Daddy sent one of his planes to bring him back.
Rory: I'm guessing his father's rich.
Doyle: His father's Mitchum Huntzberger. Chloe walks over.
Rory: Mitchum Huntzberger? The newspaper guy?
Chloe: And my future father in law. Rory looks up shocked.
Doyle: The newspaper magnet. The man owns at least twelve different papers. I've spent two year's kissing Logan's butt.
Chloe: Doyle, you do realise I'm right behind you, right? Doyle gets flustered.
Rory: Don't you mean ass?
Doyle: Whatever. Guess it's time to pucker up again. Man, I hate those kind of guy's.
Chloe: Once, again I'm right behind Rory and that's would never work, as us privileged people can see through people like you. They both ignore her.
Rory: What kinds of guy's? Doyle: Those privileged white males. Chloe gets in Doyle's face.
Chloe: You don't know a thing about Logan's life or mine. So shut the hell up. Logan walks over and pulls her to his desk and pulls her into his lap. He murmurs reassuring words into her ear. Rory scowls at Doyle.
Rory: Doyle, you're a privileged white male.
Doyle whines. Doyle: Well, he's more privileged. And way more whiter. Why am I talking to you? Meg, why am I talking to Gilmore?
Rory: My story…we were picking a story.
Doyle: Right. Well, they all sound fine to me.
Rory: Then I think I'll go with the downloading story. Chloe mutters that's a boring topic but no one but Logan hears that and he chuckles.
Doyle: Good. Go with your gut. And get to work. (He turns to leave. Logan puts on an old "press" hat and Chloe plays along)
Logan: In a 1920s reporter's voice says Hello, city desk? Smitty here, take this down. I got a hot scoop on a tall blonde and I got to put it to bed on the double! He hangs up, laughs at Doyle, winks at Rory and kisses Chloe on her forehead then puts his feet back on the desk and Chloe kisses him on the forehead and puts a hat over his face.
Chloe walks over to Rory. Chloe: So tell me your story ideas.
Rory: Why?
Chloe: I'm a writer as well and would like to see another writer's writing style. So, what you currently working on?
Rory: I'm currently doing on illegal music downloading.
Chloe: Oh?
Rory: What's wrong with the story topic?
Chloe: Have you found another angle on it because most articles on it that have been put out say that downloading is up and CD sales are down but are up from last year. Something about it hurting and not hurting the music industry at the same time. Other than that it is a bit dry.
Rory: Yes and I Do. I have found some information on illegal music downloading.
They continue to talk and then Chloe leaves with Logan shortly after.
Norman Mailer is at the Inn again being interviewed and only ordering iced tea. Sookie comes over and asks him if he wants lunch and he says no. She says that she'll make him anything she wants. His interviewer asks for lemon for the ice tea. Sookie says a plate of lemon will be with them shortly. Also that she'll be in the kitchen with all of the food.
/ Logan's Dorm. Logan and Chloe have just got back from the newspaper office. They talk about Doyle's ass kissing and bitching about them.
Chloe: So when is the meeting tonight?
Logan: At 6pm. What are we doing tonight?
Chloe: Juliet and Rosemary planned tonight's evening so it should be a little wild. I have no idea that we going to do. I have a feeling Steph will be drunk before we have even left.
Logan: Uhh, I hate not knowing. It's a good thing the next event is being planned by us.
Chloe: Yes, I managed to sort all of the details out and we still have to decide who's doing the stunt.
Logan: That's good and it's me, you, Steph, Finn, Colin and Robert. Robert will probably chicken out.
Chloe: So we need one other person. Is this the event the one we invite Rory to?
Logan: You know we have to get her to find stuff first, before we offer anything, that's the condition Colin set. Which means we have to get her to come to us first? Then we can sort out the terms our own way.
Chloe: You know we have to present a proper plan to the group, right? Otherwise, Colin will be freaked out.
Logan: How about we set the conditions now?
Chloe: No pictures.
Logan: Complete Anonymity. No names mentioned.
Chloe: She can't compromise the integrity of the event.
Logan: I think that's all the conditions we will need.
Chloe: So, I'll be gone this next weekend.
Logan: Oh, yeah the dress fitting.
Chloe: Maybe, you boys could come with us get a tux fitting, while we get our dresses and we could also look at church venues and venues for the reception.
Logan: Yes, that sounds great, but I think we should go looking at venues another weekend. I think that the dress fitting should be women only. I don't think Honor and Steph would like us guys tagging along.
Chloe: Yes, they would kill you guys for ruining, what was said to be a girls only weekend. Maybe a weekend in December we could look at venues?
Logan: Sure.
Chloe: Don't miss me too much this weekend.
Logan: I'll try to survive.
/ Rory's Dorm Room. Rory in one the phone with Dean.
Rory: I already have a ton of data and pages of research and, ooh, the best thing is, Nancy, this girl on the fourth floor, her father was the guy who ran security at the gallery when Lars Ulrich sold all his art and he said he would try to get him on the phone for an interview and I've got to breathe now.
Dean: I think that was a record.
Rory: So what do you think? You think it sounds big enough, important enough?
Dean: Yes, I do.
Rory: I think so too. I feel very, very good about this, Forester.
Dean: Excellent to hear, Gilmore Paris comes into the dorm, also talking on the phone.
Paris: Monsignor, why is my asking you keep your cell on vibrate during mass in case I need to fact check a quote outrageous? Rabbi Feldman's doing it for me on Shabbat and he's flying against the Talmud there.
Dean: So, when do I get to read this story of yours?
Rory: Well, I figured I'll finish a rough draft in time for our date tomorrow night. So you can have a romantic night of proofreading. Huh? Pretty hot, don't ya think?
Dean: Yeah, listen…
Rory: I'm kidding; you don't have to read it. I'll read it to you.
Dean: I have to work tomorrow night.
Rory: What?
Dean: Sorry.
Rory: But it's Thursday. Since when do you work on Thursday?
Dean: Since Taylor decided to cash in on the 24 hour trucker crowd.
Rory: What trucker crowd?
Dean: The trucker crowd off Highway 84.
Rory: Since when does the trucker crowd of Highway 84 come through Stars Hollow?
Dean: Since we installed an icy machine.
Rory: Wow.
Dean: Yep. I'm stuck here pulling the new shifts until we see how it's catching on.
Rory: Sounds rough.
Dean: Yeah. You haven't lived until you've heard Taylor belt out "Stand by your Man".
Rory: You deserve hazard pay.
Dean: I've already submitted for it.
Rory: So, no tomorrow night. Bummer. How about Saturday?
Dean: Saturday I'm here. Uh, what about next week? I've got Tuesday and Wednesdays off.
Rory: I have this article, and I'm already behind on my reading. Next weekend?
Dean: Going to Maine for my grandparents wedding anniversary.
Rory: Well, it was nice knowing you.
Dean: Way to stand by your man. Did you sort things out with Chloe then, because she asked you to be the maid of honour?
Rory: Chloe asked me before she found out and she told me she still wants me as her maid of honour and we sorted things out. We're okay now. So I guess that's week after next, huh? Oh, Chloe's dress fitting, is that weekend and the bridal party is flying to New York on Friday night. I can't really miss it because I'm the maid of honour and she said we're getting the bridesmaid dresses then as well.
Dean: Yeah, I guess so.
Rory: I turn in my article on that Monday it is.
Dean: Monday night it is.
Rory: They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Dean: Yeah. Sex can do that also.
Rory: Amen, brother.
Dean: Okay, I've got to go. You have to stir the nacho cheese every twenty minutes or it forms kind of a rock.
Rory: Go stir the cheese.
Dean: Call you tomorrow.
Rory: Okay. Bye. Paris comes back into the common room.
Paris: Did you know that priests have a fabulous sense of humour?
Rory: Just stay one lightening bolt's length away from me at all times please.
Paris: You want to go check out some Mormon bingo around 5th?
Rory: No thanks.
Paris: How's your article coming?
Rory: Very good.
Paris: Good, So you must have found a new angle on it. Right?
Rory: Right. New angle.
Paris: Yeah. Downloading stories are everywhere and they all say exactly the same thing. Downloading's up, CD sales are down, but up from last year. It's not hurting the music industry but the music industry is hurting. Blah, blah, blah. You know. It always seems like there's got to be more to it than that, but there never is. But, you have a fresh angle. So good.
Rory: Yeah. Good. That's exactly what Chloe said.
Paris: Okay. I'll be back late. If Rabbi Feldman calls, tell him I got the stats from Edward James Olmos' office, so I'm good. Bye.
Rory: Yeah, bye.
Lorelai, Sookie and Michel are having a meeting with Ann about the Inn. Ann see's the growth and the occupancy rates of the inn and tell them about it. Lorelai comments the lasts three weeks of November are solidly booked up. Ann wants to do things to help till then. Ann reassures Lorelai that's it the first year of opening the inn and they are just building up the business and might need to lighten the financial load. Sookie, Michel and Lorelai panic. Michel offers to put in over time. Ann suggests they lighten the burdens. An example she uses is lunch. Sookie protests but Ann says that Lunch is haemorrhaging money and until they get the occupancy rates up. Lorelai backs up Ann. Sookie get hysterical and Lorelai reminds her that this decision is only temporary. Sookie complains about Norman Mailer and Lorelai tells her to leave Norman Mailer alone.
/ Logan's Dorm. Late Afternoon, the entire LDB committee are gathered in Logan's dorm for a meeting.
Chloe: Hey guy's.
Seth: Hey, Chlo.
Steph: Hiya, girly, so where's the booze?
Logan: In the mini-fridge, Steph, but pace yourself.
Robert: Chloe, I just wanted to apologize about my mistake regarding your cousin…
Colin: We don't need to talk about your incompetence.
Chloe: No, Colin, let me. Robert, just stop, I don't want to hear your excuses. We thought we left smart people in charge while we were away from Yale, but we were wrong and we're back now so you should just leave the LDB details to us and take a step back. She gestures to Logan, Finn, Colin, Steph and herself when she says us, who are all smirking.
Logan: Okay, everyone listen up. People keep talking.
Finn: Shut your gobs, mates. Logan has something to say.
Logan: Hi, fellow, Life and Death brigadiers we have some news regarding the event in a week's time. Chloe will explain all of the technicalities.
Chloe: We will all be leaving early Friday morning, Finn groans. Finn we have to leave that early so that we don't get there in the middle of the night. There we will get into costumes which I won't reveal now the type of costume we will be wearing and we'll re-enact that period of time. The next day is the main event. We'll play games from the era and then a select few of us will be participating in a dangerous but thrilling stunt. Also girls pack your ball gowns. So any questions?
Juliet: Why do we need ball gowns?
Logan: All shall we revealed at the event.
Chloe: I have told you everything we can tell you without ruining the surprise.
Finn: In Omnia paratis.
Logan: Huzzah!
Chloe: Ready for anything.
Colin: So, Juliet and Rosemary, what are we doing tonight then?
Rosemary: All shall be revealed when we get there.
Steph: Is that all the news we have to share?
Chloe: Yes it is.
Finn: Then I declare that the meeting has ended. What time are we leaving to go to the event tonight?
Rosemary: The cars will be here at 8.30pm.
They all smile and nod and leave the room leaving Steph, Logan, Finn, Chloe and Colin in the room. Chloe says a fleeting bye to Logan before Steph drags her away.
/ Yale Dorm's.
Len: So, we're booted up, and we're searching the network for other clients, right? And then you enter the album you want in this search field, right? Let's say, it's the new Interpol, you heard it?
Rory: I think so.
Len: A little less joy divisioning this time, more Nick Cave got mugged by Paul Whiler with some Seventeen Seconds Eric Cura thrown in. But anyway, for better quality you choose the file with the highest bit rate. It's a trade-off 'cause it's a bigger file size. The lower the bit rate, the smaller the file, but lower quality. Got that?
Rory: Higher smaller, lower larger.
Len: Higher larger, lower smaller. Ooh, check this out. I can download a band's entire catalog with the push of a button. I'm gonna take down all twenty-two Chicago albums, boo-ya! There's Chicago One, Chicago Two, Chicago Three, Chicago Four… neat, huh?
Rory: Yeah. Really neat.
Len: Chicago nine, Chicago ten… I hate Chicago. Use a trombone, go to jail. But, my goal is to get it all, from Abba to Zappa. There's the Christmas album.
Rory: Um. Okay, that's really fascinating stuff, but let me ask you, do you still buy CD's?
Len: Yeah.
Rory: Mmhm. Anything to add to that?
Len: CD sales are up this year, you hear about that?
Rory: Yes I did.
Len: Down last year, up this year. Weird. Oh cool. Here's a 1986 bootleg of Chicago Live at the Cumberland Civic Center at Portland and Maine, boo-ya!
Rory: So, Len, tell me about when… er, ah… if…
Len: Yeah?
Rory: Oh, I just, I lost my train of thought. Len: I hate that.
Rory: You know what, I think I'm going go, get a cup of coffee. Coffee sounds good. I'll be back in a minute.
Len: I'll be here. She walks out.
/ Chloe and Steph's Dorm. They are busy getting ready. They are chatting with each other. Chloe: So about the stunt will you participate in it. It's completely safe.
Steph: You mean jumping off a seven storey scaffolding with only umbrellas and harnesses.
Chloe nods enthusiastically. Chloe: It will be so much fun and if Rory comes to the event I'm going to get Finn to convince her to do it to. She's way too sheltered for my liking and needs to do something to show her that she is living life and not observing it. So…
Steph: Okay, let's do it. Who else is doing it?
Chloe: Me, you, Colin, Finn, Logan and if Rory comes, her as well.
They both get dressed and then start on their hair and make-up.
Chloe: So…
Steph: So…
Chloe: So, women, how are you and Colin going?
Steph: We are great, we've been on dates and stuff and a couple of days ago he asked me to be his girlfriend.
Chloe: And you said…
Steph: I said yes of course. So how's the matching for Finn going? Steph grins. Chloe grimaces.
Chloe: I've tried getting him dates, but they all think he's a pig.
Steph: I told you, you would find it difficult to find any girl wanting to tame an Aussie.
Chloe: I know, but I just want him to have someone and be happy. Like Logan and I and you and Colin.
Steph: I'm sure Finn will settle don't when he finds the right girl. So how are the wedding plans going?
Chloe: Logan and I met with the wedding planner and she basically gave us a schedule we have we live by, so that wedding is what we want it to be. I told my mother that it's my wedding, so it's that Logan and I want that counts for the wedding.
Steph: How did she take that?
Chloe: She threw a temper tantrum and stormed off. She came back later to apologize and promised not to interfere.
Steph: Did you get that in writing?
Chloe: Funnily enough, I asked her that.
Steph: So, how are you and Rory?
Chloe: I pretty much got over the fact that she got back together with her deadbeat boyfriend and kept it from me because the fitting is this weekend and she is the maid of honour. I don't need for it to be awkward.
Steph: So, will the deadbeat boyfriend, be your cousin' date to your wedding.
Chloe: If they are still together then he'll come.
Steph: What do you mean by that?
Chloe: Remember my sophomore year, Steph nods. That was the time I had to spend more time at the family law firm and my parents forced me into going to these high society parties. That's part of the reason I said yes to taking a year off, I was getting overwhelmed.
Steph: I'm still not following and the guys and I get why, that's why we took off a year too, we were getting the same feelings about our lives, around that time and needed to get away from our lives as well.
Chloe: If Logan wasn't from the same world we are from then he couldn't really understand and wouldn't be a part of it. What I'm saying is that the first time Dean picks up Rory from a high class party. He will see that they belong in different worlds and with different family pressures and obligations. He won't fit into our world because Rory's going places and he's stuck where he is.
Steph: Ah, you think that they are too different to be together. He'll end up holding her back from her full potential. Chloe nods.
They checked their make up in the mirror and make sure their hair I perfect and put on their shoes and grab their purse and then look at the clock.
Steph: And with 5 minutes to spare.
Chloe: I know we're good. They drink a couple glasses of champagne while they were waiting.
The next thing they know there is a knock on the door. They pick up their purses and they both go to answer the door.