A/N: Here's the next chapter!! These chapters are really starting to have a lot of dialogue, wow. :D Tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: I don't even ownt a GG tee shirt!! That should tell you something.

Finally deciding on an outfit Rory walks downstairs into the lobby and out of her hotel, 'The Ritz', where she was staying for the month. After the accident she had discovered that her car was in no condition to be fixed. 'There's nothing we can do.' The man had told her like her car was an actual person and had died. That's how she felt anyway. Now she was forced to take the stinking, rotting, vomit smelling taxi everywhere. Lorelai couldn't believe it. She cried. For 'the loss of something so near and dear' to her. In other words the car. Lane had sympathized and asked if any of the guys in the limo were hot. Luke had said 'Wow, that sucks' and promptly went on to ask if she wanted more coffee. Emily and Richard, of course they offered to buy her a new one which she hastily refused. Now she wished she had taken up the offer after trying to hail a taxi for the third time. She tried hailing the cab and saying 'taxi', now she was attempting to whistle for one. A taxi immediately speeds out of nowhere. Pleased, Rory steps onto the curb aand is immediately splashed with rain water. Stink smelling rain water. Stink smelling, muddy, spit drenched rain water. The smile slowly fades off her face and she turns and walks down the side walk instead. The man behind her quickly jumps in the taxi and it pulls off. Rory doesn't notice. She pulls a business card out of her bag deciding on the spot to head down to FM Studios on High Fidelity. Passersby was looking at her getting whiplash from every direction and they had reason to. She was a wreck. Her hair was dripping wet and completely flat now. Her makeup was running which made her resemble a raccoon.

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Rory walks into FM Studios the same way she looked a half hour ago. Once again she is greeted by stares and once again she ignores them. She walks straight up to the secretary.

"Hi, I'm looking for…" She looks down at the card in her hand. "…a Jess Mariano."

The woman doesn't bother to hide her disgust. "He's in a meeting."

"No, you don't understand." Rory protests. "I have to see him."

"You'll have to make an appointment." She pulls out a book and checks the date. "How about the sixteenth?"

"No." Rory says hostily. The woman looks startled. Rory smiles apologetically and lowers her voice again. "I don't want an appointment. I have to see him." Beat. "Now."

She smiles fakely and picks up the phone on the desk. "Yes, there's a woman out here who you'll need to…see to. Right away." Rory looks around the room and notices a door with the name 'Jess Mariano' posted on it. She heads for the door as the woman puts down the phone. "Miss!" She calls after her, quickly following. "You're not allowed—" Rory opens the door to the office with the secretary on her feels. The first guy from the accident, Jess, is sitting at his desk leaning against his chair with a blonde on the desk in front of him, with her leg up on the arm of the chair. "I'm so sorry, sir." The secretary starts. "I tried to stop her, but—"

Jess holds up his hand. "It's okay, Stace." He stands. "Ms. Gilmore and I are…accidental friends." He smirks. "Pun intended." 'Stace' nods and heads back to her desk when Jess calls her back. "Show Ms. Lang to the exit." She nods.

"But we're not—" 'Ms. Lang' starts.

"I can assure you, we are." Jess cuts her off. He closes the door after they exit.

"I didn't mean to interrupt, anything." Rory speaks for the first time since entering the room.

"Believe me, you didn't." He heads back behind his desk. "Have a seat."

Rory hesitates. "No, thanks."

He looks up surprised. "This isn't a sit down kind a thing, then?" It's rhetorical. Rory looks around the office distractedly. "Is there something you wanted?" He speaks again. "A towel maybe?" He suggests looking her over.

Rory glares. "I'm fine." He nods, smirking. "I know I look like a raccoon okay, so—"

He cuts her off. "On a bender."

"What?" She asks confused.

"You look like a raccoon on a bender." He repeats.

"You know why I look like this?" Her voice increases.

"Enlighten me."

"Because," Rory emphasizes. "I got soaked trying to a hail a taxi today." He goes to say something but she cuts him off. "Why would I do something as stupid and ludicrous as that you're wondering?" She asks rhetorically. "Because it's the only means I have of getting around nowadays seeing as my car was wrecked! But no, you don't have to worry about such trivial things because you have limo after limo piled up with everyone waiting on you hand and foot! So you couldn't possibly know what I was through, could you?" He opens his mouth to say some thing but closes it again and sighs when she continues. "No! You couldn't and neither could your stupid, arrogant friend 'Huntz' or whatever his name is either! How is he, by the way? Good I hope. Somebody should be having a good week after what happened on Tuesday!" Jess chuckles. "You're laughing at me."

"Yes, I am." Beat. "You're acting insane."

Rory laughs. "Oh am I?"

"Yes." He assures her. "I don't exactly know why you came here today or why your telling me all this." He admits.

"Because," She ponders. "I needed to vent."

"You needed to vent?" He repeats.

"Yes and you need to fix this!" She repeats more confidently this time.

"I need 'to fix this'?" He repeats again.

"Stop repeating everything I say!" Rory says frustrated. "And yes."

He smirks again. "You know? I like this whole Blue Crush look." He signals to her appearance. "The wet t-shirt thing really seems to be workin' for you." Rory glares and storms out slamming the door behind her. He chuckles again.

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A/N: Please review!! I need to know what to work on! Thanks huns. :D