"Holly are you almost ready?" Rory shouts to her roommate from outside the bathroom door. "Yes! Two more seconds!" Holly says, and Rory hears the music in the room stop and the sink run. "Finally. Now we can go." Rory says, closing her book and stuffing it in her purse. "Really Rory?" Holly says, exasperated. "Yes! Number one rule, always bring a book!" Rory says, thinking of her first Chilton formal as they walk out the door. "What is the party going to be really dull?" Holly asks and Rory just smiles and shakes her head in response. "So are you ready to see Little Huntzberger?" Holly asks, once they're in their cab towards the hotel. "One, we don't even know if he's going to be there and two, you really have got to stop calling him Little Huntzberger." Rory says, looking back down at her book. "Well he better be there because you look hot, and it's not just because I picked that dress out." Rory looks up and sticks her tongue out at her friend. "I don't think you chose this dress, I'm pretty sure that was my mom." Rory says, a couple seconds later, processing Holly's comment. "Ugh don't remind me of the goddess Lorelai. She has much better taste than me, but don't tell her I told you that." Holly says, causing Rory to laugh. Much to Rory's chagrin, they arrive at the venue rather quickly, and she is soon being carted behind Holly.
After about an hour of mingling with the large crowd, there was still no sign of Logan. Rory had caught a glimpse of Mitchum, but she was planning to avoid him the whole night. She's talking to some of her friends in the company when she catches a glimpse of blonde hair, and she can hear his voice from a few tables over.
"Excuse me gentlemen" Logan says as he catches a glance at what he thinks could be Rory Gilmore. He hasn't seen her in almost two years, but her image is still engraved in his brain. Walking over to her group, he takes a deep breath. "Hey Ace." He says, and it is in fact her.
She tries to ignore the knot in her stomach as she sees him approach. She didn't even know if he would recognize her, let alone talk to her. "Hey Ace" a familiar voice says from behind her. Turning around, she takes a deep breath. She could do this. Everything was okay.
"Well if it isn't the butt-faced miscreant himself." She responds, giving her ex-boyfriend a small smile. Even though they didn't leave things off well, she still tried to use comedy to hide the hurt she was actually feeling. Logan gives her that stupid, yet charming grin of his. "Are we still using that nickname? It's not very loving and I can't believe you remember calling me that." He says, smiling again. "I think it's one of your finer nicknames." She says, smiling again. "Excuse me. I'll be back in a bit." Rory says, turning to her group of friends.
"Was that?" "Mithcum Huntzberger's son? I think it was." Rory's colleagues say, once she and Logan have turned to walk away. "Do any of you know how they know each other and, also why he is totally in love with her?" One of the girls asks before taking a sip of her drink that was on the table. "Didn't he go to Yale?" Mark asks. Holly was resisting the urge to spill to her and Rory's friends. She knew everything but she had also promised not to tell anyone. "There was a tiny article about him going back to his dad's company a little while ago. I only saw it because my boyfriend wrote the article." Jessica pipes up. "It said he was a Yale alum. He and Rory must have met each other there." Jessica said again, remembering what the article said. "Holly do you know anything about Rory and hottie Huntzberger?" Micaela asks. "I mean you're her roommate. She must've mentioned something." She finished. "No I don't think so. Sorry I'm just as much in the dark as all of you are." Holly responds, lying to their faces.
"So Rory Gilmore." Logan says once they're in a more secluded part of the venue. "Logan Huntzberger." She says, sighing a little. "You look beautiful." He says, glancing down, and Rory gives a small smile. "So are you working for Condé Nast now?" He asks, looking back up at Rory. "Not really. I'm doing some freelance writing with them at the moment, but I don't know how long I'll be here. Attendance was required, so here I am." She says, shrugging her shoulders a bit. "Are you sure you didn't come just to see me?" He asks, smiling at her. "Okay don't be so conceded! I did not even know that you worked for your dad again, much less that you were going to be at this event!" She exclaims, but Logan can tell her remark was mostly satirical. "Okay, okay, I get it. But, to be fair, I didn't know what you were doing either." He says, holding his hands up like he was innocent. "I'm glad you're here. You look great and it's been too long." He says, looking down again. He was losing his usual confidence. "It has been too long, and you know we left things on such bad terms and I-I missed you." Rory responded, voice getting small towards the end of her response as her eyes flited past Logan. "I missed you too, Ace. So much." Logan responds, looking Rory in the eyes again, and Rory gives a small smile. "Here. We need to get together and catch up for real. Somewhere not here. But feel free to wear that again." He said, laughing a little and glancing again at her black dress. "I would like that." She said smiling bigger. "Okay well here's my number-" "Aren't you forward!" She says, and he laughs. "I still have your number Logan. Unless it changed I didn't delete it." She said, biting her lip. "Well okay then. Do you live in New York now?" He asks. "Yup. I have an apartment in Brooklyn." She says. "Well do you want to get dinner in Brooklyn tomorrow?" He asks. "Tomorrow?! Wow Huntzberger! You really want to take me on a date." She says laughing and Logan scoffed, but then laughed. "Always with the sense of humor Gilmore. So tomorrow? I'll pick you up at 7?" "Tomorrow at 7 sounds perfect. I'll text you the address." She says. "See you then Ace." He says, and kisses her on the cheek and walks back to the group he was with.
Rory walks back to Holly, Jessica, Mark, and her other friends, still smiling over her interaction with Logan. It went a lot better than she could have ever hoped, and Logan seemed, and looked good. "Rory how do you know Mitchum Huntzberger's son?" Mark asks, once she had arrived back to the group. "Oh we went to Yale together." She said, taking a sip of her drink. "Told you!" Jessica says. "How did you know that?" She asks, looking suspiciously at Holly who just shook her head back. "My boyfriend wrote an article about your boyfriend going back to Huntzberger Publishing." Jessica said, giving Rory a sly smile. "One, Logan is not my boyfriend and two, when did your boyfriend write this said article?" She asks, confused, yet intrigued. "Oh he works for the tiniest newspaper out in New Jersey, you've probably never heard of it. But back to my first point. He sure looks like your boyfriend. He looked like he was in love with you." Rory blushed and looked down a bit, "I promise you Logan is not in love with me." She said. At least not anymore, she thought.
After about an hour more of mingling, the party was starting to die down, and Rory and Holly were getting ready to leave. Rory grabbed her jacket from the coat check and started to put it on when Logan appeared next to her. "Hey where'd you come from?" She asked, looking surprised. "Surprising you is just one of my many talents, you should know that by now, Ace." He said, smiling at her. God, he wanted to kiss her so badly, but he couldn't. She scoffed sarcastically in response. "Believe me, I remember. You know, calling to say you're coming works just as well. Yeah but that's boring and normal and that is not why you liked me." Logan responded, smiling, but also feeling a little sad about his lost love. "I'll see you tomorrow, Huntzberger!" Rory called as she walked away from Logan, smiling at him. "See you tomorrow, Ace." He said, smiling back
Once they're out of the building, Holly makes a face at Rory. "What is that face for?" Rory asks, laughing at her roommate's antics. Then proceeding to call a cab. "Oh nothing just the fact that you have a date TOMORROW with the Little Huntzberger!" She exclaimed and Rory laughed. "It's not a date, we're just catching up. It's not a big deal." She said. Though she said it wasn't a big deal, Rory was still excited about seeing Logan again. She truly had missed him. "Okay well it seems like a date to me..." Holly said, giving Rory another suggestive look. "You weren't even there for the conversation!" Rory exclaimed, laughing at Holly again. "Speaking of your conversation" Holly wiggled her eyebrows "tell me all about it." She finished, stopping her eyebrow movement. "It was nothing. We said hi and he asked if we could get dinner tomorrow and that's pretty much it." Rory said. "Pretty much it?" Holly asked. At this point, they were nearly to their apartment. "Do you want to stop for ice cream before we go home?" Rory asks. "Rory you're changing the subject, but yes I do." Holly said, and Rory rolled her eyes at her. "Fine. He told me I looked beautiful and that he missed me but that's it I swear!" Rory said, holding her hands up. "Okay fine I believe you. But beautiful huh? I wish guys were telling me that at fancy parties, but alas…" Holly said dramatically, draping herself across Rory with a hand on her forehead to add to the act.
Back at their apartment, Rory is changing into pajamas while Holly flips through the channels on the TV. "Hey Rory your phone buzzed!" Holly shouts to Rory from the living room. "What does it say?" Rory shouted back. Rory and Holly had been friends for a while and living with someone truly does make you very close to them, so Rory felt comfortable with Holly reading her texts. "Ooohh it's from Little Huntzberger!" She said, and Rory ran in. "No it is not don't mess with me." "I swear to you it is. Now go finish getting ready for bed princess Rory." Holly said, smacking Rory in the leg while she was coming towards her. "Okay whatever. What does it say?" She says, walking back to the bathroom. "Mini Huntzberger-" "I thought it was little?" "Oh sorry. Little Huntzberger says, 'Hey Ace. It was nice to see you tonight. Thanks for sending me your address. I'll be there at 7.'" Rory walked back in, this time without face wash on her face and Holly handed her back her phone. "Well that was nice of him." Holly says, as Rory types out her response to Logan. "I have one more question." "Shoot." Rory says, putting her phone down. "Ace?" She asked. "Oh it's Logan's nickname for me." "Yeah I gathered that." "Let me finish! It comes from the art deco era; it means an Ace Reporter who gets the best stories and like a top-notch reporter." She finished and Holly nodded. "So how did that whole nickname start?" "I thought you said one question not twenty!" Rory said laughing. "Well I lied." Holly responded. "Okay I was doing an article on a secret society at Yale and I knew he was in it but he wouldn't confess and when he finally did, he called me Ace I think because I figured out he was in it since his dad and his grandfather were in it. Is that all?" She finished and Holly took a breath in. "I guess I can be done interrogating you for the day." She said and stood up. "I'm going to sleep. Night Rory." "Night Holly." A few minutes later, Rory's phone dings again, and instead of being a text from Logan, it's a friend request on Facebook. Though it may seem miniscule, Rory knows it's a step in a direction she definitely doesn't hate. Hopefully their reunion dinner will at least begin mend what had been broken at Rory's graduation.