A/N: Here's the next chapter hope you enjoy it. I make no promises this time according the next chapter, because I can't keep them. I'm working on it, it comes when it comes.

DISCLAIMER: Not mine.

Chapter 8

Thursday wasn't any different from Wednesday. Logan waited for Rory, they walked together to the school, had a decent conversation. (Logan noticed that there was almost no tension between the two of them when they talked about neutral subjects like books, politics, life in the newspaper world, films, architecture, good shops and restaurants in walking distance and he could go on for ever. But there was one subject he avoided: their relationship, or the lack of it. He experienced how fast Rory can go from arguing animatedly to watching her shoes in complete silence. The day before he could practically see the penguins marching hand in hand with polar bears... so he went with what he thought was safe.) Rory was about to enter the school and Logan was about to walk away when she turned around quite quickly.

"Logan?" - at the sound of his name he turned back to Rory and looked expectantly into her eyes. "We are spending tomorrow night and Saturday away, we are visiting Grandma and Grandpa, so I'm gonna pick her up earlier. I'd tell you when, but it depends on how fast I can get everything done, meaning how early I am ready to leave without making someone else's life harder. But we'll see each other Sunday. Kay?" Logan was amused by the speech she just gave. Amused and happy. He was amused, because it would have been easier for her to just say that they couldn't meet Friday instead of giving him their minute by minute schedule. And he was happy: the fact that she wanted to make extra sure he didn't take it personally had that effect on him. Logan Huntzberger knew perfectly well that Rory Gilmore wouldn't spend this particular upcoming weekend in New York. She used to spend her birthdays first with her grandparents and then with her mother and the rest of the mental institute under the cover of a small town and he assumed that Ella's existence didn't change that. So he just nodded smiling and waved good bye to her, watched her walking up to the entrance, and turned to leave yet again.

That night after putting Ella into her bed, Rory packed their overnight bags before turning her computer on to get a few things done, ensuring she could leave work early the following day. Which paid off when Friday at 1 pm all she had to do was print her article and give it to her editor, and after quickly running down her to-do list she ascertained that everything was indeed done and she could leave. Stepping out of the building she caught herself looking at the lamp post where Logan had stood the last few days waiting for her. If she would have had to put her feelings into words she probably would have said she was slightly disappointed not seeing him there, but rational-Rory knew perfectly well that Logan was a working man, and contrary to his college reputation he was serious about his job. That much was clear to her after their walks. The way he told her about the London paper and his plans here in New York left Rory without doubts as to how hardworking and oriented he was. So with a sigh she headed home. This new Logan didn't have all day to wait for Rory at the "coffee cart".

After picking up their overnight bags and garment bags she loaded them into her car and drove off to pick up Ella. The little girl liked to be picked up early. It rarely happened, Rory was busy most of the time. (Rory felt lucky they had Finn, because whenever he was called upon to get her he managed to go right after lunch, before the nap, and surprisingly the stubborn girl who always fought against the nap while in school was dead asleep in his arms by the time they arrived home. He usually put her into bed and prepared the place for their afternoon activities.) And Rory felt lucky that Ella had a tendency to fall asleep when she wasn't obliged to do so too. Following the pattern the girl was sound asleep by the time they got out of the city. This way Rory had a little more than two hours to think without interruption. This weekend was going to be interesting to say the least. First the party at her grandparents - that was predictable. Fancy clothes, fancy food, and decent company. Then a party in Stars Hollow Saturday night - less predictable, bit more rocky with Lorelai organizing the event, but fun was a given, and she had nothing to be afraid of. And last but not least Sunday afternoon with the gang and Logan. Something she couldn't imagine - no matter how hard she tried. She wracked her brain thinking up possible conversations, but nothing seemed realistic in the least little bit, so she gave up trying. Ella was still asleep when she pulled up in front of her childhood home. Rory killed the engine and started to wake her daughter when April came out of the house.

"Hey Birthday Girl! How can I help?"

"Hi April. I'm good thanks. I think I'm just gonna wake Ella up, and leave everything but my purse in the car. We're spending the night in Hartford, there's no point in unpacking and then repacking the car again."

"Sounds like a plan." Said April grabbing Rory's bag heading into the house. By the time Rory woke Ella up Lorelai appeared on the porch.

"Long lost daughter of mine. Are you ready for two crazy nights in a row?" But Ella beat Rory and run up to her.

"Grandma, grandma! Are we having a clown this year too? I know the theme is..."

"Hush you."

"a secret... but still?" Covered Ella quickly.

Lorelai turned to her daughter: "She's doing that on purpose, isn't she. - Missy, you call me Grandma once again, and you'll have to eat marsmallows and red vines the entire weekend, and the closest you get to fruit will be the marzipan ones my parents got from some of their friends." Said Lorelai pointing her finger to the giggling girl's chest.

"So mom, the party starts at seven, we should be there around six. I haven't had time to speak to Grandpa in ages - or at least it feels like it. Same goes for Ella. So we have a little bit more than an hour before leaving. Right?"

"Right. So. How about we stay here, let Ella get out of April every bit of information available on her boyfriend so we can pry it all out of her later while you can tell me about your week."

"Deal." With that they left Ella and April to chat and went out to the porch behind the Crapshack.

"So, how was your week? I decided not to bug you and give you time, but honestly? I am dying to know how it went. Did you meet Logan? Did you talk? What on Earth can he possibly want? Did he tell you about that?" Rory effectively used the time when Lorelai stopped to take a breath to stop her mother's rant and started to tell about her talks with Logan.

"Mom. I know you are worried, and so was I. I know I should have told you about the week sooner, probably I should have given you a play by play every night, I just wasn't ready to do so. I had to process. Everything is so... so... umm... I don't know. Blurred? Messed up? We met Monday during my lunch break. He gave me his side of the story. He"

"His side of the story? Unless it includes selling his soul and the right of seeing you and his daughter in this life ever again to the Devil with the aim of saving the two of you from eternal damnation his side of the story doesn't exist. Unless it includes the entire U.S. army forcing him to leave you and never contact you again his side of the story doesn't exist. Unless it includes someone evil roping him to a chair and playing him Britney albums over and over again until he promises to leave you and never contact you again his side of the story doesn't exist. Unless it includes"

Rory tried to stop Lorelai with a few weak 'Mom's, but finally she raised her voice to get her mother's attention. But after the first word she went back to normal tone.

"MOM. I get your point. I know he's very low on your list since a very very long time ago. I am aware of that. But he is Ella's father, and I can't change that, no matter what I do. And I sure as hell can't erase the past few years. I am not defending him. He did leave me, us. And it hurt. And I live with that every day in my life. There was a time when I simply wanted to forget about him, but have you looked at Ella? I can't forget about him. That's just simply not an option. And neither can Ella. And that is painfully obvious, since she comes up with questions about her father from time to time. And I am the one who has to answer those questions. Plus I wanted to have all those answers, because I basically have the very same questions my daughter has. So I met him, and I listened to his side of the story. So in my opinion you make up excuses that could explain what he did, then go and crucify him nevertheless or you can listen to me when I tell you about my week. It's up to you." It surprised Lorelai how calm Rory was saying all this. She still thought about Rory as a kid, no matter that she had her own place, own daughter and own job about a two hours drive away from her. Rory was her kid whom she had to protect. And that never grew old. However as she saw her "vulnerable" "shy" Rory analyzing the situation ignoring her own memories and probably pain to do what was best for her daughter. She realized that Rory was a fighter just like she was. She didn't need her protection any more. She needed her love and understanding. And sometimes her opinion, but Lorelai knew that her opinion for Rory would be just it. An opinion. A different way to look at the matter in hand. Not the unappealable truth. It wasn't a good feeling, but it was inevitable. Rory made her own decisions. So Lorelai decided not to become Emily Gilmore and instruct her grown up daughter when to go to the hairdresser, but listen to her, and give her what she needed. Support, no matter what. With that she nodded.

"Right. Spill."

"So as I told you we met on Monday. I showed him pictures of Ella and then he told me why he left, how he lived in London, and now that he's here he'd like to be in our lives. He'd like to get to know Ella, and me too. And he agreed to do it our way. Slowly, step by step."

"Do you believe him?"

"At first I didn't. He's Logan after all. I-want-it-all-and-I-want-it-now Logan. But he's different now. It has been five years, and he's changed. I have to get to know him again too. So far he's stuck to his word. He didn't approach us, and he's not to blame for what happened on Tuesday..." To that Lorelai looked quizzically.

"Yes. We agreed on him following me to Ella's preschool and then watch us from a respectable distance. Just watch. And he did that. He was in front of my office building at five when I left, and followed me - and the plan. Without a word. When we came out he was still there. And I saw something in his eyes. So I decided to give him 30 extra minutes of watching us."

"Dirty."

"Yep. It sounds stalker-ish and a little bit dirty when I tell the story, but it's not like that. I just want him to be patient and not rush things. He understood and respects that and I appreciate that he does. He was always so persistent, but he was never patient. Now he is persistent and patient."

"I see. But I still don't know what is so important about Tuesday."

"I'm getting there. Where was I?"

"Extra thirty minutes of watching... Still sounds dirty."

"Ah yes. So we went to the playground. Ella dropped all of her stuff and run up to the swings. I gathered her things, and then joined her. Logan watched us from a bench. When we were about to leave Ella started to look for the bracelet which she made that day, but it was nowhere to be seen. And then I spotted it under the bench Logan was sitting on. I tried to get his attention, but he was deep in his thoughts, so he didn't notice me. But Ella did. She also spotted the bracelet, but she couldn't reach it because of Logan."

"Certainly."

"So she just asked him if he would be nice enough to stand up so she could get it. But Logan got it for her instead. So they talked."

"Wow."

"Yes. Wow. After this my plan flew right out of the window. Later in the week told Ella that her father was back from London, and they'd technically met. Then I asked if she wanted to re-meet him. She replied and said she wanted to watch him. So the next day I went to Logan when I saw him waiting for me and told him that Ella wanted to watch him. We agreed on a Sunday afternoon gathering with Paris, Finn, Steph and Colin. So Sunday he's coming and we're going to ... umm... I have absolutely no idea of what we're going to do, that is for Ella to decide, but the die is cast, he's coming over Sunday."

"Wow."

"And -"

"There's more?"

"Well, yes, and no. He came yesterday too, he walked me to the school, and then disappeared. So he really is following my rules. And to be honest I enjoy these walks. It's good to talk to him again. I missed talking to him." Lorelai felt uncertain about Rory's current behavior, and she couldn't stop herself, she tried to warn her daughter once again despite her previous decision.

"I don't know what to say. This is big. But I don't know how I feel about that. I don't trust the boy." And that was when Loralai's brain switched back unstoppably to 'I hate spoiled rich kids' mode. "He's just so full of himself. He thinks that his daddy runs the world, and he's doing whatever he wants regardless of the consequences. He doesn't care if someone else's life or heart is on the line. Remember the first dinner he came to at my parent's house? He almost got that poor maid fired just because he wanted to have some fun and changed your grandmother's antique sewing box to a lighter. That girl had to sit down with Emily Gilmore for a "serious conversation" and we can only hope she survived said conversation without permanent brain damage. He didn't care he jeopardized someone's job who actually has something to do for a living other than sinking yachts and being drunk. That guy is simply inconsiderate. Do you really find it surprising that I worry about you?" Lorelai thought her arguments were powerful enough to make Rory rethink the whole Sunday shindig, but boy, was she wrong. Rory felt her cheeks flush with anger, but when she finally spoke her voice was calm, and slightly cold.

"Mom, that was a low blow and you know it. Did you seriously just bring up the case when he almost got that maid fired? Emphasis is on almost and when you literally got the wedding planner grandma hired to organize their vow renewal thing fired just because you thought it was funny to mess up grandma's seating chart. You called it "fine-tuning" if my memory serves. Well, your little "fine-tuning" cost her her job. So as I see it you're not exactly in a position to call him inconsiderate for almost getting grandma's maid fired, now are you." That left Lorelai speechless. She couldn't believe that her own daughter still defended that little weasel after all the things he'd done to her and Ella.

"At least I felt ashamed, and sorry for that woman." Lorelai tried to reason.

"So did Logan. He gave back the box." But Rory wasn't giving her this battle.

"But he never told your Grandparents that it was him who messed with them."

"Did you tell Grandma that you messed up the seating chart?"

"Why are you defending him?"

"I am not defending him. You're the one who's being judgmental. I am just being rational and fair. You judge him by things he has done in the past. 7 years ago to be exact. All the cells of your body change in 7 years. But trust me. I know what kind of a person Logan Huntzberger was. You don't have to introduce him to me. I know that he's far from being flawless. But you're not flawless, and I am sure as hell not flawless either. I understand that you don't trust him. That's your prerogative. But whether I trust him or not I have to do this. If I want a normal life for Ella and myself I have no choice, I have to do this. I don't want to argue about this anymore, because it's pointless. I do my best to protect my family, and I hope with all I have that it's going to be enough. As for now I have to be strong, and I have to meet him, I have to let him meet his daughter, because his daughter needs a father. But if it makes you feel any better Paris will be there. She's not coming to either of the parties this weekend just to be able to be there for me on Sunday." With this speech Rory effectively ended the verbal volleyball match between them.

"It does. It does make me feel better. Not much bad can happen to you when she's within 50 miles radius. Listen I'm sorry. I didn't want to do this again. But I think I'm always going to try to protect you."

"I know. I feel same about Ella. But I have to be able to protect myself. I'm not 'I'm-sorry-I'm-alive' Rory anymore. And I think it's a good thing. And it doesn't mean I don't need you anymore. You know that, right?"

"I know."

"OK."

"OK." With that said mother and daughter sit in silence smiling at each other. Yes, their relationship changed, but the changes weren't necessarily all bad. There were good changes too. And they were sitting there digesting the fact that life came with inevitable changes. You either accept that or keep whining about it - but if you choose the latter you just miss out on a lot of good things. About a minute later Ella came tailing April to effectively break the comfortable silence and drag them out of their philosophical thoughts.

"Mom, Mom. April promised she would show me the posters she made when she found out that Grandpa Luke was her dad. And she knows a song about DNA too. How cool is that?"

"Very. Now let April go and make herself pretty, because we have to leave in ten minutes." With that the four of them parted. Lorelai and April went to get their things they needed for the party, and Rory picked up Ella and brought her to Lukes'.

"Hey Luke. We are here to get you and force you to leave this safe and calm island of yours and drag you out to the big scary society world."

"As long as it is a birthday party and not a wedding I am fine with it." Joked Luke. He was almost on friendly terms with Emily and Richard now, so Friday night dinners weren't that scary anymore, but going to fancy parties was still something he wanted to avoid if at all possible. Not to mention weddings with all the "best wishes", "congratulations" and God knows what else.

They left Stars Hollow in different cars around half past six and arrived to the Gilmore mansion thirty minutes later. Emily answered the door without them ringing the bell while Rory was still fighting with the child seat trying to unbuckle Ella.

"Come in, come in. Did you hit traffic?"

"No Mom, the road was practically deserted. I thought you organized it. I could have sworn I'd seen your maid with a 'Road Closed' sign. So. Any special surprises for us?"

"Lorelai if I have a surprise, do you really think I'm going to tell you now?" - Lorelai shook her head. "I didn't think so. Helga, please take the guests' coats. April, look at you. Another senior at Chilton in the family. And from what I hear from Bitty you're at the top of your class. Hanlin said that too when he and Richard were out for golf. Luke, I'm glad you could join us." Luke was about to answer, but Emily already turned to Rory.

"Hi Grandma. Thank you for throwing me this party. Judging by the decorations you outdid yourself this year."

"Yes, Grandma, the place looks amazing." Ella joined the compliment-off.

"Ah, and here we have the guest of honor. Rory your old room is waiting for you, you girls can change up there." With that Lorelai, April and Luke followed Emily to the living room to greet Richard and Rory tried to follow Ella upstairs, bags in both hands. About fifteen minutes later they emerged from the N'Sync room all dolled up, and joined the others.

"Grandpa, it's good to see you." Rory said, hugging Richard. "I brought you some of my articles. I'd love some feedback." By that time Ella was in her great-grandfather's arms.

"I just brought my pretty face, and my appetite."

"And that is all we need."

Half an hour later the guests started to arrive. Lane and Zach made it without the twins, they said it's enough if the boys get tummy ache a day later and Rory fully agreed. By the time Steph, Colin and Finn arrived the party was in full swing. Ella was more than happy to see them, since the guest list lacked children. Paris couldn't make it, but Rory knew if she wanted her Sunday off Paris had to spend two nights in a row in the hospital. And Paris wanted to do everything she could to make that upcoming Sunday easier for Rory. Hence she skipped both parties, but demanded that Finn bring her cake. Rory was deep in a conversation with one of her Grandfather's friends when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to find her daughter in Mitchum's arms.

"Umm. Edward it has been good to see you again. Next time I'm here I'll make sure to go with Grandpa to the club, we can have lunch together for old times sake."

"Of course young lady, I'll alert Julian too. Happy Birthday again." With that he walked away.

"Mitchum. It's good you could come."

"I would never miss out a chance to see my granddaughter. Apparently she just saved me from Nannette and Peg. We were discussing whether the salmon puffs or the lobster puffs are better and then came this fairy and she said her hello to the " ladies" properly and before they could ask her about dolls she excused us saying she needed to know what exactly the chief editor of a newspaper does, because she had a fight with a boy named Bobby about it and she needs the information right now from the fountain."

"Oh, yes. Those knight-in-shining-armor-genes of hers are kicking in. I think it skipped a generation though. Umm... or maybe not. Mom has it and..."

"Ella, why don't you go and find your uncle Finn? I bet he has an opinion on the salmon contra lobster puffs topic that you could share with Nanette and Peg next time they corner you." He put down the little girl, and waited until she was out of earshot.

"Logan."

"You know you just made sure those women have at least one stroke in their lives, don't you."

"Rory."

"Yes, Logan. You should have seen Jordan Chase's face when Logan got rid of him for me. That was priceless."

"Jordan Chase? How did you end up in the same room with that pathetic little weasel?"

"My Yale Male party."

"Yale Male party???"

"Mom gave it the name. Some would call it a 'meat market', but Yale Male party sounds better."

"Now I remember. So Logan saved you from him?"

"Yep. Made a total fool out of that guy."

"I bet. So he finally mustered up some courage and called you? I gave him your number after he demanded it. I hope I didn't cause too much trouble with it."

"Well I was shocked to see him again, and I was beyond shocked when he called me but after our run-in at that party I guess it was inevitable. So no. I don't mind."

"How are you?" Asked Mitchum with true concern in his eyes.

"You know, it's not easy. But it could be worse. He seems different. We are getting to know each other again." Answered Rory honestly.

"Good, I'm glad. That girl of yours deserves the world, including a good father."

"I know. She's the reason I'm doing this." Nodded Rory, suddenly finding her shoes very interesting.

"It's good for you two too. Shira would hurt me if she heard me say this, but Logan is a better person with you in his life, and as for you, it's always good if there's someone to remind you how to enjoy life. You can be way too focused sometimes." Rory was surprised to hear Mitchum saying this. They were on good terms all right, but hearing him insinuate that Logan and she could be really " it" caught her off-guard. She gasped for air to answer but the tunes of Happy Birthday came, and the maid rolled the cake out for her to cut, so their conversation was over, and Rory didn't mind. She wasn't ready for that conversation yet. After two slices of cake and three portions of fresh fruit Finn mercilessly caught Ella and took her to Rory's room where they waited for her to come up.

"Wait for me downstairs, will you? I need your expertise with making drinks." On that note Finn left the girls alone. It took Rory half an hour to clean up Ella and put her down to sleep. After that, she rejoined the party. She was catching up on Julian's life when the maid told her she had a phone call. Walking to the study she tried to think of whom the caller might be, finally she settled on Paris. She was probably calling to make sure Finn didn't make a fool of himself. "Rory Gilmore."

"Hey Rory. Busy talking to Julian or do you have a second?" That left Rory speechless. How on earth did he know???

"Logan? How did you know?" She could practically hear him smirk.

"Deduce Sherlock. So. Got a sec?"

"Umm. I kind of have company to go back to."

"Who? Edward James and Julian Johnson?" That got Rory suspicious.

"Are you? Logan. Where are you?"

"Hartford." Rory felt like growling from frustration.

"More specifically?"

Logan sighed. "In front of your grandparents' house." He hoped Rory wouldn't get mad.

"Since when?"

"I saw you talking to my father. Listen. Can you come outside for a minute?"

"Talking to your father? That was an hour ago. Have you been outside since then? Come in we'll talk in the study."

"I'm not sure it's the best idea. Please?" He didn't want to go in. He didn't think he deserved to go in and something in his voice told Rory he was adamant that he wouldn't go inside the house.

"I'll be out in a sec." With that she hung up the phone and headed to the front door. She managed to sneak out without running into anybody who would question her.

"Hey."

"Hey. So? What are you doing here?" Logan handed her a gift box.

"I just wanted to give you this. I didn't want to go in. I didn't have the right to. But I wanted to wish you Happy Birthday."

"Oh. You didn't have to..." Rory felt quite uncomfortable.

"I know. But I really wanted to."

"Why didn't you come in? I know you said you felt you didn't have the right to but still. Why?"

"I didn't want Ella to see me. Plus I don't have time to work out these days, so the cake would cause some serious damage to this body." Rory was grateful to him for easing the situation with a joke.

"I see. Now I know you're not a fruit person, just simply worried about your weight. That's a relief."

"Now that we cleared that up, will you open your present?"

"Kay." With that she started to unwrap the box. She found two mugs in it. One bigger and one smaller. She looked confused. She appreciated that Logan knew better and didn't try to buy her back with a fancy present, but this was beyond confusing.

"Bring it to the light, and you'll understand." Said Logan smiling.

Rory let out a frustrated sigh. "Am I that obvious?" But headed to the front door anyway.

"Well, the look on your face that would have made Dopey proud was a tip-off..."

"Hm. You know I always felt a little sad that there wasn't a Coffee. I mean Dopey, Sneezy, Sleepy, Happy... it would have fit."

"I'll talk to Walt tomorrow."

"Thanks." They arrived to the door and Rory could see the mugs in the light. They had The Little Prince decorations on them. The Little Prince and the fox to be specific. Rory just smiled.

"You like it?"

Rory nodded. "Ella's going to like hers too. Thank you."

"Anytime A... khm see you on Sunday?"

"See you on Sunday."

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The girls spent Friday night at her Grandparents' house. Emily and Richard wanted to have breakfast with them, and Rory didn't mind. Neither did Lorelai, since it gave her time to put the final touches on the party a' la Stars Hollow. Rory didn't tell anybody about Logan's appearance yet. She tried to decide how she should feel about it. She liked the present he got her. The fact that Logan bought two identical mugs (only one was smaller than the other) was also worth some brownie points. He thought about his daughter, yet didn't try to buy her love. After lying in her bed awake the whole night waiting for breakfast she decided she was optimistic. Maybe Sunday wasn't going to be that bad after all. It didn't mean she trusted Logan nor that she was going to let him fully in their lives in a second, it just meant she trusted that Logan was going to play by the rules. Besides she really liked the mugs.

Breakfast went well. Ella was chirpy, and Rory was in a good mood too. She told her grandparents the 'for dummies' version about the Logan situation earlier when Ella wasn't at the table yet - basically that he wanted to get to know his daughter, and wisely kept herself that Logan stopped by with presents the previous night. She felt lucky that Emily hadn't already heard the news on the grapevine. Her grandmother was tough on the surface, but Rory knew how easily she felt left out and hurt. And with Ella at the breakfast table she knew it would come up sooner or later. Richard and Emily took it better than she thought they would. None of them tried to give their opinion to her. Maybe the past experience held them back as it was impossible to control a Lorelai, maybe they realized how hard it must be for Rory to handle the situation - what mattered was they were supportive. And sitting at a breakfast table with the Gilmores Rory felt she had a great family. They were family through and through. Clearly, Emily still made faces when she had to enter Luke's to
meet her daughter, but it would have been boring if she didn't.

The Stars Hollow party was a hit just as expected. Lorelai's theme was 'Spies' this year, therefore the guests were instructed to dress as anybody or anything that can be related to espionage. Lorelai dressed as Mata Hari, and made a Mata Bond costume for Rory, who certainly couldn't prepare since the theme of the party was a surprise for her. But Mr and Mrs Smith (Colin and Steph) Maxwell Smart and Agent 99 (Zach and Lane), tons of Bond characters, and even Totally Spies characters also attended the prestigious event. Finn showed up wearing classic Bond attire. Lorelai even found a decoder ring with some help from Mrs Kim to make the decorations more realistic. When Lorelai asked Ella which character she wanted to be she thought the little girl would choose a cartoon character, but instead she said she wanted to be a code book, so with a little eye roll ("What kind of genes does this munchkin have???") she made just that for her granddaughter.

When all the guests were gone Lorelai, Rory, Ella, April and Lane had a Bond marathon as an afterparty - however in Ella's case it only meant falling asleep in the living room while the others watched the movies instead of falling asleep in April's room in a bed - but she was too persistent in the fact that she wasn't sleepy at all that it was pointless to argue with her.