As Rory heard the doorbell ring to her dorm she drabbed her coat checked her self in the mirror one more time, then stopped. Something was missing, she noticed. Ah-ha! She decided to put on the necklace that her mother had given her for her last birthday. It was a black string of leather with a tiny pendant on it. It was a shaved pearl surface that held a green sapphire that matched her Green silk dress with its light blue trim and ties 'prefect' she thought as she entered the common room to answer the door for Logan, but 'shit' she thought as she walked in to see Paris had already opened the door. There she was, most likely badgering him.

"Hey guys. Sorry to interrupt, but I got to take tuxedo boy here away." Rory interjected.

"Don't be sorry, Ace." Logan said in relief as he gave her a quick peck on her lips.

"fine." Paris started "But don't come back here tonight with him, Rory, last time I heard you." Paris said being very skeptical.

"You heard me?" Rory questioned. Not quite grasping it.

"I heard you two."

Logan whispered the meaning in Rory's ear, knowing it would embarrass her to say it, so he figured it might not just kill her if he whispered it in her ear, although he did see the rose color rise onto her cheeks.

"oh my god, Paris! You did not!"

"What ever Gilmore, just sleep at his place." Paris stormed into her room leaving tem in the common room.

"Hi." Logan said to her, shaking Paris off.

"Hi!" She responded falling into his embrace.

"So." He enquired. "Would you like to pack up and spend the night at my house?" He asked, as if It were his idea.

"Why I'd love to! But don't think you're getting lucky, Huntzberger!" She said as she started walking into her room. grabbing an over night bag and packing her over night essentials.

"Wow, Ace, you look amazing." He said almost breathlessly.

"Thanks." She said. She knew the necklace was the trick!

"Mmk. Ready. Let's go."

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Rory and Logan were driving to 'la Porte' and Logan was secretly hoping that Steph had called and made the reservation.

"Where are you taking me?" Rory inquired giddily.

"La Porte. Is that ok?" He asked very hopefully.

"Oh yea! Why so fancy?"

"Well, cause it's a special evening." He answered very matter-of-fact-ly.

"Why?" She asked, flashing him her Bambi eyes.

He was almost immune to the power of the Bambi eyes, so he turned his head and answered "You'll see Ace."

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As they drove up to the restaurant, the valet let them out of them car and took Logan's car away. They walked into 'la Porte' Logan felt the gitters, again, but played it off. He put his hand on the small of Rory's back and guided her into 'la Porte.' They approached the desk Logan gulped hoping Steph DID take care of It.

"Good evening." the no more than 18 year old receptionist welcomed the couple "Reservations?" She asked getting the 'list' out.

"Yes, Huntzberger, Logan."

"Ah-ha, Mr. and Mrs. Huntzberger, this way." She lead them.

Logan thought as they followed the girl. It didn't upset Rory, she simply giggled and pressed her side against his a little more.

"Here you are." The girl pointed at the balcony. They balcony that always took about 2 months to get only one table at. It was empty. There was only one table for two. For them.

"Oh, Logan!" Rory squeaked.

Logan was quite shocked, Steph had gotten reservations at the number one place in New Haven, not only that.. But the balcony, and all to them selves. Ok, the thought, maybe he wouldn't kill her.

The girl left them as Rory and Logan settled into their seats, making them selves comfortable.

"Wow, Logan, this is amazing. Way too much, you did not have to do this." She said very sincerely, although he could tell she loved it.

"this needed to be done." There he goes with his smooth talking. "Get anything you want. Do you know yet?"

"No, I cant decide! Sorry." She apologized as the waiter came over to take their orders.

"Good evening. Can I get you something to eat and drink?" The waiter offered.

"Yes-" Logan started "We'll take the nicest bottle of- Ace, red or white?"

"White." she chirped.

"Alright, the nicest white that you have, my good man. And as for the food.-"

Rory interjected "- I haven't decided yet, I cant choose, sorry, one moment."

"Ace, let me order. We'll have one of everything, please." Logan said it so smoothly. Rory couldn't believe he had just done that, one meal at this place cost $50. She was shocked.

"Logan, it's ok. I'll decide!" She said shocked.

"Nope. You cant decide, so you don't have to. I'll get what ever you want, Rory. Always." She felt so special. She was sure is showed on her skin, in her smile, in the way she squeezed his hand under the table. She felt loved.

"Alright, I'll be right back with your wine." The server declared.

"Logan--"

He interjected "Don't worry about it, Ace."

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