Anna was fuming as she paced in her living room. Rory was reading a book on the couch. Tristan was supposed to have picked her up two hours ago. Ever since he went to a Chilton party without her and made friends with those two idiots, Duncan and Bowman, he has been acting like a delinquent. It's only been a few weeks and he has been caught egging someone's house, doing graffiti, and keying a car. That was the stuff he got caught doing, who knows what else he did.
The way he was treating her wasn't any better. Sometimes she wouldn't hear from him in days and when she did he would act like she should be happy to be in his presence.
When she heard a knock at the front door, she ran to it to throw it open to see the reason for her rage. "We agreed on one o'clock, not three." She glares at him.
"Whatever, I'm here so let's get this over with." He let out a deep sigh.
"You want to get this over with? You know what Tristan, this is over." She points at herself than him.
"Fine with me, I was going to break up with you today anyways." He shrugs.
"I know Tristan, it has been clear for a while now that you wanted to break up, ever since you met your new boyfriends." She was so angry she felt like she could spitfire. She wishes she could, that way she could set him on fire.
"This isn't about Duncan and Bowman, this is about me." He let down his I didn't care facade and looked like the sarcastic but caring Tristan that she knew.
"Don't give me that corny line of it's me, not you." She rolls her eyes.
"It's true. Look, when we first started I was happy with the arrangement of making out to piss off Paris. In those weeks of hanging out, I fell in love with you. That is why I tried to be the committed guy that loves small-town events and movie marathons with your family. But, let's be honest, this isn't working. I'm either doing something you like or you're doing something I like. But, we're never doing anything we both like. We don't have anything in common." He looks down at his feet. He took a deep breath before looking up at her. "I need you to know that I did really love you, I still do. I probably always will. But I'm not the guy for you. I wanted to be more than anything, but I'm not. This is me. The guy that likes to party and goof off with his friends. I'm not ready for commitment. I'm sorry." He tears up at having to hurt his first love.
Anna breaks down sobbing, cursing him for giving that speech. She wishes he left after she broke up with him, that way he would have been the jackass that changes on her. Now, he was the guy who loves her so much that he tried to change himself to fit her needs but he couldn't. The young man who understandably wasn't ready for a committed relationship. For some reason a relationship that ends with no one to blame hurt more than any other.
He pulled her into a hug and consoled her as she cried. When she is able to gather herself, she pulls away and looks up at him. "You may not be the guy for me, but you're not this guy either, Tristan. You wouldn't vandalize other people's property and drink every night. I know you feel a lot of pressure from your dad, but this isn't the way to let out your frustration. I care about you, so take care of yourself." She gave him a hug and a peck on the lips before slipping back inside. She ran past Rory and Lorelai who was on the staircase into her room to lay on her bed. She held onto her plush bobcat as she cried.
Rory and Lorelai ran after her. "We had a mutual break up." She squeezed her bobcat.
"Oh, honey." Lorelai sat down and moved the hair that was sticking to her wet cheeks.
"What are you wearing?" Anna looked at the newspaper on her mom's head.
"I'm trying to figure out veil lengths. But, we'll worry about that later." She reached over to rub her back.
"It's stupid, I broke up with him first. He has been treating me like crap. I shouldn't be crying." She shook her head as she sat up.
"But you still love him." Rory sat down on the bed.
After a few moments of silence, she told her secret she had been keeping since the dance. "I gave him my virginity."
"What? When?" They scream.
"At the dance. I was feeling special and pretty. I felt so much love for him and thought I saw love in his eyes too. I'm so stupid." She threw herself back down to cry some more.
"I'm sure there was love at the time. You can't hate yourself for it." Rory wipes her tears away.
"How stupid? Did you use protection?" Lorelai asked.
"Mom." Rory hissed. This wasn't the time for those questions.
"What?" Lorelai snaps. She just found out her youngest was having sex at the same age she got pregnant with her oldest.
"We used condoms and I always made sure to take my birth control." She eased her mom's mind a little. "He said he'll always love me." She whispered.
"He will. It doesn't feel like it right now, but he'll always have a special place in your heart too. First loves always do, trust me I know." Lorelai thought of her own first love, their father.
"God, I'm going to have to see him on Monday, he'll probably already be with some other girl…. Can we do something?" Anna didn't want to think about it.
"Sure, we're going to a wedding dress store with mom, so she can get the newspaper off her head." Rory drags her mom who whines the whole way to the car. Anna followed behind. She knew helping with her mom's big day would get her mind off of it.
Rory and Lorelai were sitting on Anna's bed as she made her Tristan box. She put in her pandora bracelet and plush bobcat. She shoves in her red dress from Rory's birthday party, the pink dress from the dance, and the dress from Madeline's party. She put in all the other outfits that brought up memories of Tristan. "This is only temporary." She kissed her Aristocrat purse. She put it in the box for every time she looked at it, she could hear Tristan calling her kitten. She put all the pictures she had of them in.
"It's sad to think that in a few months we would have made one year." She looks down at the box. "Gosh, I'm so dramatic. I feel like I'm looking at a casket. It dumb to be acting like I'm mourning him." She wipes the tears. She cried so much, she had a mean headache which wasn't helping her mood.
"You're mourning the person you thought you knew, the future, and love that you thought you had." Lorelai got up to hug her.
"I thought you said the love will always be there." She put her head on her shoulder.
"It will but it morphs into something else. You'll love him for loving the old you. For how he helped you grow. The memories you shared. Trust me, you'll think back and only remember the good time." She kissed her forehead.
"Hey, Sugar." Babette came into her room with an orange cat in her hands.
"Hey Babette, Apricot." She greeted the two.
Babette put the cat on Anna's lap and sat down on her bed in front of her. "Before I forget, Morey said to tell you that he'll drive to Hartford and kick some Porsche driving ass."
"That's sweet, but I wouldn't want Morey to go to jail." She chuckled as she petted the cat.
"Oh please, Morey wouldn't get caught." She waves her hand to say the favor would be no problem.
"Don't look so down, sugar, you got to..." She was going to give her the breakup speech when Anna cut her off.
"Go through a lot of bad guys to get a good one. I heard what you were going to tell Rory. I know your heart in a good place, Babette but that makes me feel worse. I don't want to go through this over and over again. I feel hopeless and worthless. If his love for me isn't enough to make him stay then what is?" She whispers out the question.
"Before Morey, I dated another musician. A guitarist and he loved me. I know he did. But, he was also in love with his youth. He wanted to spend it like a rockstar. Even though I loved him, I can't sit there and wait for him to be ready to settle down." Babette told her story.
"Mom told you everything." Anna raised an eyebrow that she had a perfect story to match up with hers.
"It doesn't make my story any less true. You want to know how I knew he truly did love me even though he chose something over me?" She asked. Anna nods her head. "Because he didn't ask me to wait for him. I knew I loved him because I let him go to live the life he wanted. Sometimes we're meant to fall in love with someone, but it's not meant to be forever." She reaches out to put her hand on top of Anna's.
"Another thing is the bad guys help you appreciate the good guy when he comes along and that will help you keep him. So don't let Tristan taint your heart and make you less trusting because good guys are out there." She adds on.
"Thanks, Babette. I hope I find my Morey one day." She smiles at her.
"You will sugar, you will." She let go of her hand to squeeze her knee.
"So, would I know this rockstar?" Anna's mischief grin was back and that warmed Babette's heart.
"Oh honey, naming dropping is so classless." She playfully scoffs.
"Joe Perry, Keith Richards, Jimmy Page, Syd Barrett." She named guitarists that were big around the time that Babette would have been in her 20s.
"How about you keep Apricot for a while? Cats help reduce stress and anxiety." Babette got up to make her way to the door.
"Tony Lommi?" She yells out the Black Sabbath guitarist as her bedroom door is shut.
Apricot and Anna were sitting on the couch. They were waiting for Rory and Lorelai to come back so they could wallow together. Anna didn't want to go out because she wasn't ready to face everyone yet. She didn't want to feel the stares of pity.
"We're back," Lorelai yelled. They came in with bags full of goodies. "Look what Luke made for you." She put down a large cookie and cream cake that had chocolate covered Oreos on top of it.
"Oh god, he feels really bad for me." She sighs.
"I think everyone was worried because they haven't seen you in a few days." Rory hands her a tub of cookie dough ice cream.
"Maybe I'll wait for the next drama to come to town before I go out." Anna sighs.
"Let's not think about that. Look we got My Girl, The Outsiders, Beaches, and Steel Magnolias." Lorelai pulls out all her daughter's favorite tear-jerking movies.
"Let's do it for Johnny." She stabs her spoon into the ice cream.
Rory and Anna walked over to the bulletin board because Rory wanted to sign up for some summer school classes and activities. Unfortunately, Madeline, Paris, and Louise were there. "Hey." Madeline smiled at them.
"Hey." Anna nods.
"You doing the summer school thing too?" She smiled.
"Uh, yeah." Rory nods.
"What classes are you taking?" She asked.
"Well, I uh…" Rory shrugs, not being able to see her options yet.
Louise clears her throat. "What?" She looks back at her friend in confusion.
"Yeah, what? If Madeline wants to talk to us, she can. You're her friend, not her cult leader." Anna rolled her eyes.
"I'm surprised you are still talking to her. She did steal your boyfriend." Paris glares.
"She didn't steal Tristan." She matched her glare.
"Really? He asks her to the PJ Harvey concert and you guys break up." She put the two pieces together.
"That was weeks ago. It was three tickets, we were all going to go together. Not that it's any of your business." Anna stopped when she realized she was explaining herself to people who didn't deserve it.
"I'm gonna look at the bulletin board, and then you can go back to your conversation." Rory pushed past them to get to the board.
"There's a Rebuilding Together thing going on tomorrow. You know, they fix up homes for the needy. It's a total easy outdoor denim gig that looks great on your college transcript. Sorry." Madeline apologized when she saw her friends' glares.
"Thanks, I'll think about it." Rory nods.
"You wouldn't like it." Paris tried to talk her out of it.
"'Cause you'll be there?" She looks at the shorter woman.
"Yes, I'll be there." She grits her teeth.
"I'll think about it." Rory walks away. Anna chuckled, following her sister. The funny thing was if Paris didn't say anything Rory wouldn't have gone. Now that Paris was being dumb about it, Rory would be too.
"You don't want to go." Paris follows behind them.
"I'll see." She shrugs.
"You don't, it's not you." She didn't want to see Rory at all this summer.
"I have multiple personalities. It might be one of me." Rory had to hide the smile that was threatening to break out on her face.
"Oh yeah, Shannon is the personality that loves a fixer-upper." Anna nodded along.
"It's hours of hammering, drilling, and dirt and it's horrible. You'll hate it." She continues to try and convince her.
"How do you know? How do you know that I don't spend hours every week hammering and drilling? And dirt, I love dirt. I collect it." She smirks.
"You're hilarious." Paris rolled her eyes.
"You're pathetic." Rory shot back making Anna giggle.
"Fine. Forget it." She walked away and Rory went after her. Anna shook her head and opened her locker. An envelope flew out at her, she pulled it off her face and opened it to see the PJ Harvey tickets. It was a sweet gesture, even if she slipped the Christina Aguilera tickets into his locker that morning.
"Hey Anna," Henry walks over to her.
"Oh, Hi Henry." She shoves the envelope into her bag.
"Are you planning on taking any summer classes?" He asked.
"None." She pops out.
"I'm gonna have to take trig again. But hey, third time's the charm." He points at the textbook in his hands.
"I'm sure Rory could help you with that. She got Lane and I through it." She told him.
"I might have to take Rory up on that. How is she doing?" He asked.
"Lane's fine." She closed her locker.
"Is she? Good, cause I haven't talked to her in a while. I called." He smiled relieved.
"Again?" She tilts her head.
"Yes." He nods.
"How did it go?" She asked.
"Her mom answered. She sounded really mad." He told her.
"No, that's just Mrs. Kim." She waves her hand to tell him it wasn't a problem.
"I hung up. Twelve times. And then on the thirteenth time, she said she was gonna have the FBI trace the call and have me thrown in prison. And although I know logically that the punishment for multiple hang-ups probably isn't prison, she just sounded so capable of doing real damage that I. . ." He trailed off.
"Stopped calling?" She finished for him.
"And now Lane probably thinks that I forgot about her, and. . ." He trailed off again.
"You'd like for me to tell her that you haven't. God, we are becoming great friends. I'm finishing your sentences and everything." She looked proud of herself.
"Yeah, we're great friends." He laughed. "And maybe you could give her my number and she could call me."
"I'll get right on it." She salutes him.
The Gilmore Girls were sitting in the parked Jeep in front of Gilmore Manor. "Mom, tomorrow I'm going to build a house." Lorelai giggled.
"Help build a house." Rory corrected her.
"Did you tell them that there's a light bulb in your closet that burned out in '97 that you still haven't changed?" Lorelai had been in a fit of laughter since Rory told her.
"It's for charity." Rory whines.
"Wow, don't those people have enough problems without having you as a contractor?" Lorelai got out of the jeep. Her daughters follow suit.
"I'm sure there will be real construction workers there." Rory was going to be guided by someone.
"I hope so." Anna would feel bad for those people if they had to live in a house built by inexperienced teens.
"I will be assisting, I will be helping out those less fortunate than myself, I will be getting college credit and this is the end of this particular conversation." She was tired of being made fun of for doing something good.
"You're right. It's a good thing. Nice, keeps your halo shiny. Oh wait, wait." She stops Anna from ringing the doorbell to take off her engagement ring.
"When are you going to tell them?" Rory asked.
"Soon." She put the ring on the other hand.
"When's soon?" Anna asked.
"When the big hand hits the S and the little hand hits the OON." She pointed at her watch.
"You're getting married in three months." Rory reminds her.
"Ring the bell." Lorelai points at the door.
"I think you should tell them now." Anna agreed.
"Ring the bell." She nods to it.
"The longer you wait the harder it's gonna be." Rory knew her grandparents would be upset if she told them a week before the wedding.
"For the love of God, will you please ring the bell." She begs.
"You can tell them before dinner." Anna rings it.
"I will tell them when I'm ready to tell them. You have to accept that because I'm the mother and you're the daughters, and in some cultures, that means you have to do what I say." Lorelai tried to stand her ground.
"If you don't tell them in two weeks, I will." Rory blackmails her.
"Though apparently not in this one." She pouts.
Emily answered the door. "We're going to have to eat quickly, your father has a very early flight tomorrow morning." She walks back into the house.
"Oh, I'm good. Yeah, and Rory's gonna build a house tomorrow. I know, I thought it was a little weird too." Lorelai pretends to have a conversation with her.
"Walk as you babble please," Emily yells from the other room.
"Somebody must have scratched the silver," Lorelai whispers as they walk to the dining room.
"Bring the bread out too. And pour the wine please." Emily was instructing the maid. "Come on, hurry up." She waved to her family.
"Yeah, 'cause we don't want our salad to get cold." Lorelai took a seat. Rory and Anna sat down on the other side of the table.
"Richard, dinner," She yelled for her husband. "Eat, eat." She turns back to tell them.
"Shouldn't we wait for Dad?" Lorelai asked.
"Don't worry about him." Emily took her seat.
"He's the one with the early plane. We don't have to go anywhere tomorrow. We can stay all night. Have a party, do some Jell-O shots, play light as a feather, stiff as a board." Lorelai was joking when she saw her mother shove her salad into her mouth. "Okay, pass the bread."
"Grandma, would you like some. . ." Rory offers her grandma.
"Yes please." She reached out for a piece of bread before Rory gave the basket to Lorelia.
"You started?" Richard came into the dining room.
"You have a six o'clock flight." Emily reminds him.
"Six o'clock, are you sure?" He asked.
"What do you mean, am I sure? Of course, I'm sure. I double-checked it three times with your secretary because I know she's an idiot and all three times she told me six o'clock. I wrote it down, I have your ticket right out on the. . . You're teasing me." She stopped when she saw him smiling at her.
"Very possible." He nods.
"I don't find that amusing, Richard." Emily glares.
"Exactly the point of teasing, Emily. Hello Lorelai." He greeted his daughter.
"Hello, Father." She said very formally.
"Rory. Anna." He nods to his grandchildren.
"Grandpa." They nod back.
"Rory, may I speak with you for a moment, please?" He asks.
"Okay." They leave the room.
"Hmm, I wonder what that's all about. I guess we'll find out later, right? Hey, whatever happened to Shusha?" Lorelai got the reaction she wanted when her mom stopped eating to look at her.
"If we're going to be eating fast. We should make a game out of it. Like whoever finishes their plate first gets to pick the menu for next week. Ready, set, go." Anna shovels the lettuce into her mouth.
"Yes, Yes, Yes." Her mother points at her before following her lead. Emily shook her head, as she watched them eat like pigs.
"Mom, I have something to tell you." Lorelai stopped eating when the lemon in the salad became too much for her to eat that fast.
"Yes?" Emily didn't look up from her plate.
"Well, it's like this. Um, . . .could you put down your fork for a second? Thank you. Okay, um, you know Max?" Lorelai brings up her fiance, stopping Anna from eating. She looks up with a piece of lettuce hanging out of her mouth.
"No, I don't." She was never introduced to the man.
"Okay, I know you don't know him, know him, but you know of him, right?" She made a rowing motion with her hands.
"I've heard rumblings." She nods.
"Okay, well, um, the. . .Max and I have been serious for quite a while now, and he asked me to marry him, and I said yes. I'm getting married." Lorelai smiled.
"Well, I think that's very nice. I certainly hope we'll be in town for it, but if not I promise we'll send a nice gift. Now excuse me, I'm going to check on the roast." She got up to go into the kitchen.
"It could have gone worse." Anna offers to her shocked mother.
They were walking to Lukes. "Are you okay?" Rory asked after Anna told her about their mother telling their grandmother that she's getting married.
"I'm perfect." She said.
"Really?" Anna arch an eyebrow.
"I have hit a level of perfection that has rarely been seen outside a Victoria's Secret catalog." She insisted.
"I'm sorry." Rory apologizes for pushing her.
"Aww, do not be sorry. What happened tonight was inevitable." There was no one to blame for what happened tonight.
"Mom." They sighed.
"I should've known not to tell my mother." She knew it would happen, so she didn't know why she was down about it.
"You were trying to be nice." Rory didn't see anything wrong.
"Not telling her would have been worse." Anna knew that would have been a bigger disaster.
"Telling her I was getting married to a wonderful guy who will love me and make me happy. That, and giving her my address when I finally moved out, two worst moves I ever made." She put up two fingers.
"Maybe she'll think about it and call you and say she's sorry." Rory held on to the hope that this wedding could bring them together.
"I doubt that. Emily Gilmore isn't the type of lady to say sorry. If she is sorry, she might offer to pay for it." Anna gave her analysis of her grandmother.
"Mom, I'm getting married. I'm an idiot. And you know, as my mouth was opening my mind was screaming, Don't do it, I mean it, you'll regret it! But did my mouth listen?" She played out her inner dialogue.
"No." They shook their heads.
"No! And it opened and the words came out, and Emily was Emily, and my mouth was stunned. And my mind said I told you so. And then my mouth got mad because no mouth likes to have its nose rubbed in it. And now my mind and my mouth aren't talking, and it'll be weeks before we can get the boys together again." Lorelai rants.
"Your mouth has a nose?" Rory asks as they walk into Luke's.
"And their males?" Anna asks.
"God, I'm crabby." She sighs.
"You're hungry." Rory corrected.
"No, I'm not." She disagreed.
"You didn't eat anything at dinner." Anna reminds her.
"Yeah, well, by the time I could get my jaw off the ground, Speed Racer had taken my plate." She took a seat at a table and the girls sat down also.
"Luke will cheer you up, won't you Luke?" Anna points at her boss who was wiping the table next to them.
"Oh sure, I'm great at spreading the joy. What'll you have?" He stood up to take their order.
"We'll have two coffees and a rant meal, please. Extra cheese." Rory orders for her.
"No." Lorelai interjected.
"Why?" Rory looked at her.
"I'm through ranting, the rant is over. I'll have an acceptance meal and a side of fries." She ordered for herself.
"If you accepted it you wouldn't be crappy. Your mind and your mouth would be talking." Anna referred to her earlier statements.
"I am a grown woman. I do not need my mother's permission or blessing to be happy." She was convincing no one.
"Must've been a good Oprah today." Luke looks between the three of them.
"Just a little family drama. No biggie." She shrugs.
"It's a little biggie," Rory said.
"It's a big biggie." Anna was in the room to feel the ice coming off of Emily.
"Yeah, what's going on?" Luke asked.
"I told my mother about me getting married and it was slightly ugly." Lorelai sighs thinking about her mother.
"Yup." He nods.
"Yup, what?" Lorelai asked what that meant.
"Well, there's nothing like a wedding to screw up a family." He told her.
"Actually, in my case, there's nothing like a family to screw up a family," Lorelai told it from her viewpoint.
"Something that's supposed to start nice, two people making promises to each other. I'll love you forever, I wanna die when you die, my life meant nothing until you used my toothbrush. And then it starts." He was letting his bitterness out. If he wasn't the town's Eeyore it would have been odd, but since he was no one thought anything of it.
"Well, that's not exactly." Lorelai didn't want another marriage talk from him. The last one about the coupon drawer really freaked her out.
"Who do you invite, who sits where, open bar, yes or no,. . ." He went over the list of problems.
"Luke?" Anna tried to stop him, but it was impossible when he was on a roll.
"Auntie Junie doesn't eat chicken, Uncle Momo's off his meds." He went on.
"Junie and Momo?" Lorelai laughs.
"Just an example." He shrugs.
"Of a retired circus couple?" She thought of the only people who would have those names.
"And then after all that planning, the reception will still be a disaster because no matter what you do or how carefully you plan, halfway through one of those nauseating Bette Midler ballads, someone's getting drunk, someone's sleeping with someone else's wife, and someone's chicken kiev is landing on the cake." He hated weddings.
"You know, the Gettysburg Address was only one page long, and that was about a war." She let him know he was going on for too long.
"I just call them like I see them." He told her.
"I have officially changed my order. I'll have Luke gives Lorelai a Migraine meal." She smiled.
"Bleu cheese or ranch?" He asked.
"Both." She nods.
"Coming right up." He walks to the kitchen.
"Anna, I'm here," Lane called for her friend.
She came down the stairs to see four boxes. "This is my CDS, my 'zines, my posters, my books, three of your sweaters, and one Diva Glam lipstick."
"How did you get this past your mom?" She looks at the overstuff boxes.
"Timing." She told her.
"I gave one of these to Rory, but here is yours. This is the Lane Kim retrieval kit. It contains the phone number of my cousins in Korea, a map of the house I'll be staying at, a picture of me now, and a mock-up of me in 6 months. Now this is the name of that guy at the American Consulate, and several important Korean phrases written out phonetically, you know, 'Help', 'Have you seen this girl,' 'Comes from money', et cetera." She shows her everything in the packet.
"Maybe, if you told your parents about a certain Korean teen who is going to be a future doctor, they would buy you a return ticket," Anna suggested.
"I'll save that as my last option." Lane didn't think about that before. "Now, can we listen to my music, eat junk food, and look up shirtless rockstar on your laptop? All the things I won't be able to do in Korea."
"Sure," Anna laughs. She grabs the phone and take-out menus to hand them to Lane. "Order something while I get my laptop from my room." She ran up the stairs to get her lime green Apple Ibook G3.
"You sure you don't want to join us. The Rocky Horror Movie is about to start." Anna came into the kitchen where Rory was planning her summer volunteer schedule.
"Yes, I'm fine. I have to find something." She looks through her papers.
"Do you want to come with me next week to do the Meals on Wheels?" She offers.
"What, you volunteer? You never mentioned it before." She looks up at her sister.
"Yeah, I do the meals on wheels and the soup kitchens once a month. But if you want to you can do them more often. I did it to help me get more experience in the food industry." She shrugs.
"Yeah, I want to go. God, I'm so behind." She adds it to her list.
"Look Rory, all these places aren't open. So, why don't you watch the movie with us? Lane isn't going to be here all summer." She knew her sister wanted to get organized, but she couldn't get any solid leads right now.
"I don't know, I'll feel bad if I do. I told Dean that I was busy. He got upset saying I wasn't making any time for him. I should probably call him." She grabbed the phone.
Anna grabs the phone from her. "You have all summer for him. Lane, you don't." She points to the room where her friend was looking through the rest of their movie collection.
"Alright." She got up and went into the living room with her sister.
In the center of a very decorated Stars Hollow, people are celebrating as Lorelai and Max sit surrounded by presents.
Anna was helping to make sure that the food trays stayed filled. She saw two little girls in wedding dresses with frosting all over their faces. "Oh honey, let me get that for you." She grabs a wet napkin and cleans the girl's faces. "Alright, Lucy, Jennifer, you got to get to the gazebo. It's about to be showtime." She shows her Beauty and the Beast watch to the girls. They ran to their stage as fast as they could.
"The macarons have to be refilled," Kirk speaks into his megaphone into her ear.
"Kirk, what the hell?" She pushed the megaphone away from her. "You're going to bust my eardrums."
"Then do your job." He gave her a hard glare before walking off to yell at someone else.
"I knew I should have broken that." She glares at the man's back.
"Are there any more macaroons? I want one before I leave." Lane walks up to her.
"Sure." She reached under the table to grab the container they were in. She put some in a Ziploc for Lane. She gave her a hug before giving her the bag. "Here you go."
"Thanks, I'll miss you," Lane took the bag.
"You'll be back soon." Anna nods.
"Lane!" They heard Mrs. Kim yell. They said bye one more time before Lane ran over to the car.
