With her dress bag in one hand and her brand new black stilettos in the other she gingerly made her way onto the yacht. For a moment she just stood there watching to make sure that everything was moving along smoothly. The bartenders were setting up. The tables were being put together. Her assistant was bossing people around as if she was Paris. All in all Rory felt that everything for just this one moment was right with the world. She made her way down into one of the cabins so she could hang up her dress and then get down to making sure that nothing went wrong. She was making her way past the room when she heard a familiar voice coming from the first cabin. She stopped and backed up. She let out a silent scream when she saw who was sitting on the bed talking on his cell phone. "I can't believe it's you!"

(A/N: Yes I am going to be cruel and force you to wait for a few more paragraphs to figure out who it is. Go ahead and try and guess. I bet you can't. And yes I am grinning quite evilly right now.)

Stephanie shook her head when she saw what Paris had picked out to wear to the event tonight. No matter how book smart Paris was she definitely lacked fashion sense. She walked into Paris' closet and let out a sigh of defeat after realizing that there was nothing in there that was appropriate. She reached into her back pocket and pulled out her platinum Visa credit card. She grinned wickedly. "Let's make my Dad pay for not paying more attention to me when I was younger."

Paris just looked at her skeptically and then nodded. "You do realize we have exactly three hours before this shindig starts, right?" Paris asked dubiously as they made their way from her apartment to Stephanie's silver Volvo.

Stephanie looked back at Paris and winked. "Just trust me Par."

"Yeah that is definitely easier said than done." Paris muttered quietly under her breath.

(A/N: Not going to let you know who it is yet. Just a few more paragraphs.)

Colin gave Logan a bewildered look as she motioned to the young blonde that was sitting on his couch. He couldn't stop from frowning. "I have no idea what to do with her."

Logan shook his head and groaned. He couldn't believe they had to deal with this right this second. "Why can't she just go back to Robert's?"

"Corinne is visiting. He doesn't want her to see the woman he is keeping on the side." Colin couldn't believe his luck. He returned from class only to find Stephanie sitting on his couch looking especially pissed off. So pissed off that he silently muttered beam me up Scotty just to see if it would work.

Logan nodded and fought the urge to say well then I guess you're screwed. "Well why don't you just ask her if she wants to go home? I'm sure she misses wherever the hell she is from." If it weren't for the fact that he was being forced to help Colin solve this problem he definitely would have thought this was one funny situation. Alas he couldn't laugh because he was too wrapped up in trying to find a solution.

"I would if I could speak whatever the hell she speaks." Colin was deeply regretting falling head over heels for this milk maid. Okay not the falling head over heels part as much as the bringing her back to America with him part.

"I can't believe Stephanie didn't know. How could Stephanie not know?" Logan demanded.

Colin shrugged. He too had been wondering how Stephanie had been oblivious to Kirsten's presence. He thought everyone knew of the milk maid he brought home with him as a souvenir. "Your guess is as good as mine. I think at the time she was still dating Collier the med student at insert random boring Ivy league college."

"How does she not know any English?" Logan was fully aware that his questions weren't helping the situation. Still, he had to know how this girl could have been living in America for like four maybe even five months had yet to pick up any English.

Colin closed his eyes. "I can't believe I'm going to say this but we need Finn. He is the only person who can fix this."

Logan tried to think back to another moment Finn would have been helpful and all he could think of is that Finn would be helpful if they were trying to decide what brand of beer they wanted to buy. "His plane should have landed by now."

Colin nodded and pulled out his cell phone. He held down the number three button on his phone and prayed that Finn was not only in the area but was also sober. He almost said whoopee when he heard Finn's accent on the other line. "Where are you?"

Finn looked around at his surroundings. "I'm in my living room."

Colin let out a sigh of relief. "I need you to be here in like the next ten minutes."

"Why?" Finn was in the middle of watching his soaps with Anne Marie who much to his delight had brought some tapes with her. He hated missing his soaps.

"I need you to convince Kirsten to go back home." Colin told him rather impatiently.

Finn rolled his eyes as he paused the tape. "Put her on the phone."

Colin wasn't sure if this was going to work or not but he decided to do as Finn requested. He handed Kirsten the phone and sure enough she understood exactly what to do. Then again he was sure even milk maids used the telephone. What surprised him more than her grabbing the phone was the fact that she began to chat on it in some sort of weird language with Finn. After a few minutes she looked at Colin and then said something to Finn. Once she was done she handed the phone back to Colin and then went to grab her bag out of his closet. "How did you do that?"

"Well it turns out we both speak Romanian. She's ready to go back to her country. She just needs a ride to the airport and for you to buy her ticket. She said she was tired of being passed off to all of your friends and is rather resentful of Robert."

"Why?" Colin asked curiously.

Finn snorted. "It's Robert. He makes people resentful the way I make girls melt."

Colin decided not to question his friend on the bold statement. He told Finn thanks and then he hung up the phone.

"What just happened?" Logan asked quietly.

"Finn convinced her to go home in Romanian. I'm going to take her to the airport. I'll see you later tonight?"

"Yeah you will." Logan agreed rather absentmindedly. All he could think was why in the world did Finn speak Romanian. He sure this had to do with a redhead.

(A/N: Okay that was a lot of paragraphs but at least they were amusing.)

The man looked up from his guitar in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes. "Rory?"

"Dave!" Rory squealed as she made her way into the cabin. It had been at least three years since the last time she had seen Dave Rygalski, the love of Lane's life. "What in the world are you doing here?"

Dave laughed and shook his head. "You aren't going to believe me when I tell you."

"Try me." Rory felt the sudden urge to call Lane and tell her to get her butt down her pronto.

"Last year I went to Vegas with a couple of friends of mine. We figured we would gamble and blow off a little steam after midterms. Somehow I ended up in a hotel room doing a jam session with the bassist from Guns, the drummer from Ratt, and the keyboardist from Barry Manillow's show. So after the jam session the keyboardist tells me that Barry is looking to hire a new guitarist for his backup band and that I may think about trying out. So I did. Fast forward a year and I have officially dropped out of college and now spend my time chilling with Barry Manillow." Dave watched Rory closely to see what she was thinking.

Rory bit her lip and fought the urge to laugh. "That is one of the craziest things I've ever heard." Rory had thought she had heard her fill of crazy stories after hanging out with Logan, Colin, and Finn. Still it was hard to top a late jam session in Vegas with men who made the eighties what they were.

Dave nodded and shrugged. He knew it was crazy but it was just one of the many stories of his life since Stars Hollow. "So how did Rory Gilmore of Stars Hollow end up on a yacht like this?"

"Well I too have a crazy story." Rory started and then she told him all about the boat she tried stealing with Logan, her two hours in jail, her community service sentence, and so on and so forth. "And now I'm heading back to Yale so I decided to throw once last mega event. Nobody screams mega event quite like Barry."

Dave chuckled. "So uh how's Lane? Is she still rocking out on the drums?" His mind had gone straight to Lane when he saw Rory standing in the doorway to his room.

"Of course she is which is why she is doing really great right now. Still I better go up there and supervise. I'm sure something is going wrong by now. I'll see you later though okay?"

Dave nodded and watched her go. He looked down at his hand and realized that the person he had been talking to on his phone had hung up. He'd call them back later.

Rory closed her eyes as soon as she was in her room. She hung her dress up in the closet and fought the urge to jump up and down. Dave was still well Dave. She silently wondered why in the world all of the exes she could think of were showing up. Was this the universes' way of setting things right? She pulled her cell phone out of her back pocket and scrolled her phone book for a familiar number. She fought the urge to bite her fingernails as she waited for the person on the other end of the line to pick up.

Lane placed her drumsticks on the kitchen counter and then grabbed the phone. "Hello."

"Lane?"

Lane smiled. "Hey Rory."

"Lane, I need to ask you a quick question."

Lane silently wondered why in the world Rory was being so weird. "Okay."

"How are things with you and Zach?" Rory asked tentatively. She wasn't going to tell Lane about Dave if things were going good with Zach. She wasn't going to cause trouble for no reason.

Lane frowned. "We're on a break right now because he's becoming such a diva. Why?"

"Lane I'm going to be sending a cab to your apartment tonight. It'll be there by 6:15. I want you to get into your nicest dress. I'm talking fancy. I'll see you when you get here." Rory struggled to contain her excitement.

"Rory, what's with all the secrecy?"

Rory grinned. "Just go with the flow okay Lane. Be ready for the cab when it gets there okay?"

"Okay Rory."

"Bye Lane."

Lane took a deep breath. She hated it when Rory did things like this. "Bye Rory."

"Rory we need you up here like now." Jeanette was having a problem figuring out where to store all of the extra liquor they had ordered for the evening. She hated being in charge.

Rory nodded and followed Jeanette. As soon as she got up there she realized why Jeanette said they needed her. Just as she predicted things were becoming hectic. "Mandy I want you to start putting out the place cards according to the seating chart. Remember we can't have any mistakes because the last thing we need is the ex- Mrs. Davenport next to the new Mrs. Davenport." Rory told a meek blonde quickly as she rushed to another spot where she was needed. She made her way behind the bar and gave them a nod of approval at the way they had set up. "Remember I want enough room on that dance floor for when Barry sings Unchained Melody." She barked at the people who were setting up the table.

Logan watched as she morphed into Emily Gilmore. He had to admit it was kind of sexy the way her cheeks flushed when she was angry about something. He knew he shouldn't have come her to distract her but for some reason he just had to see her. He made his way over to where she was. "Miss Gilmore I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time." He whispered in her ear.

His breath sent shivers up and down her spine. She couldn't ignore the tingly feeling that had suddenly appeared in her stomach. She turned around to meet his eyes. "What are you doing here?" She asked after giving him a small kiss. She didn't realize that Dean was watching the scene.

"I just wanted to see you before the event started. I know you're going to be running around her like a chicken with her head cut off. I also wanted to make sure you didn't need anything." Logan felt a little embarrassed by his inability to go very long without seeing her. He knew that if Colin and Finn were here they would have only one adjective to describe him, whipped.

Rory took a second to think whether or not she had forgotten anything back at the pool house. She had panty hose. She had her slip. She had her dress. She had her curling iron. She had her shoes. Shit she didn't have the number for a cab company or a ticket for Lane. "I need two things."

"Name them."

"First I need you to send a cab to my friend Lane's place in Stars Hollow. Her address is in my address book in my desk in the pool house. It's Lane Kim. I need said cab to bring her here. Second I need you to buy her a ticket. There should be at least three tickets left at the pool house. Just leave a check or something in the envelope where the tickets are." Rory couldn't believe she was asking or rather telling him to drop a thousand bucks just so Lane could reconnect with Dave. Society had definitely taken its toll on Rory.

Logan smirked. "Is that all?"

Rory nodded.

"What do I get in return for such requests?" Logan asked playfully.

Rory pretended to have to think for a minute. "I'll let you fantasize what it would be like to spend a romantic night with Star Jones."

Logan couldn't stop his face from contorting into a look of disgust.

Rory laughed. "Or you could get this." She then placed a soft kiss on his lips. "And the knowledge that tonight I'll be slightly drunk and definitely interested in a little romance."

"I like that one better." Logan kissed her one more time and then winked at Jeanette before leaving. He turned around briefly and caught her fussing about the type of plates the china rental company had delivered.

So that was the update. I hope you liked it. I've been a little sick lately which is why I haven't updated. I hope it was worth the wait. I added just a little Rogan at the end to tide all of you over. I'll try to update again soon. Thanks for reading. Review!