Anna found herself in another town meeting. "The bottom line is that too many birds are landing atop the street lights and relieving themselves on helpless passersby. And I dare say that some of these birds seem to be doing it on purpose." Taylor was once again trying to prevent birds from lounging around the town. It happens at some point every year, he wants spikes, poison, and predator animals. The town has never gone for it so far.

"You get dumped on, Taylor?" Babette asked. Anna giggles from her seat next to her.

"It's not just me. . ." He knew how some people, mainly Luke, complain that he always brings up personal matters at the town meetings.

"Hey, if anybody has a picture of Taylor getting dumped on, I'll pay top dollar," Luke announced to the room.

"I'll check the internet." Kirk, who was always looking for another job, said.

"Taylor, all animals have to. . .you know. How are you gonna stop birds from doing that?" Patty didn't see why he kept bringing it up. He never had a good solution.

"Easy. Put sharp metal spikes on the top of the fixtures, then when they land, pow, they're shish-kabobs." He got a disgusted reaction from the crowd.

"That's cruel," Rory shouted.

"You can't do that." Babette shook her head.

"I'd rather have bird crap fall on my head," Andrew complain from his seat next to Anna.

"There it is, our new town slogan." Lorelai gasp.

"I like it." Rory nods.

" I see coffee mugs, T-shirts." Lorelai could picture it.

"Don't forget stuffed shish-kabob birds." Rory laughed.

"That moan when you squeeze 'em." Anna turns around to add-in.

A man enters through the large sliding door. He was in a suit, holding flowers. "Excuse me."

"May I help you, sir?" Taylor askes.

"Yes, I was looking for. . .ah, there she is. . .uh, Patricia." He smiled at seeing the woman.

"Patricia. . .well, well, well." Lorelai put on a French accent.

"Woooooooo!" The crowd was happy with the turn of events. Anna let out a wolf whistle.

"Now stop it." Patty scolds them.

"Are you ready?" The man asked her.

"I'm right in the middle of something, Jesus, but I'll be right out. Patience." She waves to the door.

"Okay." He left the studio.

"Now, as we were saying. . ." Taylor tried to get back to business.

"Who's the fox, Patty?" Babette asked.

"Excuse me." He was appalled at how easily they could get sidetracked.

"I met him at a funeral. Great guy, good dancer, Latin. . ." She pretends to whisper the last part.

"Wooooooo!" She even got a reaction out of Luke that time.

"People, order please." Taylor bangs his gavel.

"He better treat you right, this guy," Lorelai yelled.

"Yeah, how well do you know him?" Babette asked.

"I just met him." Patty shrugs.

"I could look him up on the internet." Kirk offers.

Taylor bangs his gavel until everyone calms down. "People, please! Now, due to the lack of response, we'll hold off on the bird spikes."

"Good." Luke nods.

"Let Miss Patty's date begin." Lorelai claps along with everyone else.

Babette hands Patty a camera. "It's digital. I want a full visual account."

"Hold it. There's one more issue that must be addressed before we can adjourn." Taylor stop the people that were getting up to leave. Anna whines as she went back to her seat. "Alright. Now, that weird, taciturn fellow who's always walking around with his backpack has put in an absurd request to stage a protest in the town square."

"The town loner?" Lorelai asks.

"That guy still lives around here?" Luke thought he left.

"Somewhere in the hills, right?" Babette had heard from some hikers that they saw him.

"I thought he was long gone." He hadn't come to the diner in a while.

"No, he came into the bookstore a couple of times last month, never said a word." Andrew tried to start a conversation with him but he never took the bait.

"He's a bit creepy." Babette didn't like how he leer at people passing by.

"Very creepy." Taylor agrees.

"But he's our Boo Radley, and we don't have a Boo Radley unless you count the troubadour or Pete the pizza guy or the guy who talks to mailboxes." As Lorelai listed she realize she was losing ground.

"I think the point is that every town needs as many Boo Radleys as they can get." Rory came in for the save.

"Yes, that's my point." She nods.

"What's he protesting, Taylor?" Patty askes.

"Well, that's not indicated here, but it doesn't matter, because protesting is not allowed in the town square, period. It's un-American." He wasn't going to have headlines in the newspaper about this.

"You mean like the Boston Tea Party?" Anna tilts her head at Taylor. The start of America was one big protest.

"And the Revolutionary War?" Luke reminds him of the reenactment he would do every year.

"And Rosa Parks?" Babette adds.

"That's different. They were against the British and buses. No one likes the British or buses." Taylor tried to dismiss it.

"Rosa Parks was not protesting buses. She was, but it was so much bigger issue than that." Anna yelled.

Jesus walks in again. "Yes, dear, what is it?" Patty addressed him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought I heard my name." He points at his ear.

"No, they said buses, dear, not Jesus." She told him.

"Sounded like Jesus." He went back outside.

"Could this meeting be more disrupted?" Taylor complains.

"I could do a soft shoe." Lorelai smiles.

"Yeah, while I pound out a beat on the bongos." Rory nods.

"I'll sing." Anna put her hand up.

"Ooh, that sounds like fun!" Babette claps.

"I got bongos in the back." Patty was ready for a jam session.

"Seeing as how our attention spans are gnat-like tonight, as town Selectman I am refusing the town loner's request to protest and I am adjourning this meeting." He bangs his gavel.

"She's all yours, Jesus!" Lorelai yelled.

"Why does he make everyone come to these things when he does whatever he wants anyway?" Anna grumbles.

"Not always, he didn't get to kill birds." Babette reminds her.

"I guess that's true." She walks out with her neighbor to see Jess sitting in the driver seat of a 1969 AMC Ambassador.

"Look like someone else got a hot date." Babette shoulder bumps her.

"I'll tell you about it tomorrow." She promised before running up to the car. "Is this yours?"

"No, I stole it." He rolled his eyes.

"How did you get the money for it?" She wonders.

"Can you get in the car?" He sighes.

"Fine." She went around to get in the passenger seat. He took off as soon as she was in. They missed the disapproving look of Lorelai. "Where did you get this?" She looked around in amazement like it wasn't a used older car.

"From Gypsy." He said.

"How can you afford it?" She asks.

"I save my money from working at the diner." He parks in front of the diner.

"I've been saving money for a year to get a car and I still don't have enough and I get better tips than you." It wasn't adding up in her head.

"It's not saving up if you dip into the fund every time you need to have a cute pair of shoes. Now stay in here. I got to get Luke to sign the registration." He grabbed it from the glove department and went outside. She watch them argue a little before Luke signed the paper. He got back into the car and drove to a Thai place that he liked. He parked in front of the restaurant. "Why are you applying another coat of lipstick when we're going to eat?" He watches her use the sun visor mirror.

"Just routine I guess." She shrugs, without looking she tried to drop it in her purse, but she missed and it fell on the floor rolling under the seat. "Shit," She curses, reaching under to get it.

"Don't worry about it, I'll get it later." He tried to stop her from finding out his secret.

"I'll just get it now." She felt something kind of cloth. "I think someone left a shirt."

"Stop touching things!" He yelled in a panic.

She pulled out a blue vest. "A Walmart vest… it has your name on it."

"You can never leave anything alone." He grabs the vest from her and throws it in the back seat. He got out of the car, slammed the door, and walked into the restaurant.

"Jess, what the hell?" She ran after him. She sat down across from him at the table. "Why are you hiding the fact that you work at Walmart?"

"Can you not be so loud?" He whispers.

"What? Why are you ashamed to be working at Walmart?" She pushes her eyebrows together.

"Do you have to say it in every sentence?" He sighs.

"Jess." She pushed.

"It's not some glamorous job." He shrugs.

"It's a job that gets you a car." She thought work was work, who cared what others think as long as you're paying your bills. "You're not working with customers, are you?" If Luke wasn't his uncle, then he would've fired on his first day.

"No, I work in the stock room." Working in the back was the perfect position for him.

"Make sense… since the people skills are." She made a thumbs down. "Hey, does this mean you've been lying about hanging out with friends and doing group projects?"

"I don't have friends. I was shocked that you believed it." He smirks.

"Jess!" She throws her napkin at him.


"You've been invited to Sherry's baby shower." Anna read the invitation on the fridge. "This Sunday, way to give people notice." She understood now how Emily felt about getting Sookie's wedding invite so late.

"It came in the mail last night," Rory told her. "Do you want to go?"

"Yeah, I would like a relationship with my other sibling, that would be easier if I have a good relationship with the mother." She was thinking of a gift she could give.

"Look at you being all adult about this." Lorelai gave a weak smile.

"If I can slowly forgive dad, then I can try with Sherry." She made herself a cup of coffee. "Although, she does freak me out with her need to be perfect, feels like she's going snap at any moment."

"A trait the baby will help her get over." Lorelai knew the stress of being a first-time mom. She had to learn that everything might not be by the book, but as long as her baby was healthy and happy she can ignore the opinion of others.

"Dad will be there to help her," Rory said, making silence fill the room. A reminder that Sherry and the baby had something they didn't, Christopher in their daily lives.

"I don't know how much help he is going to be…" Anna sips her coffee. "Still on the road to forgiving him." She hummed when she realize the dig that came out of her mouth.

"We all are." Lorelai nods.


Jess had driven her to Walmart, so she could get a gift with his discount. "Why are you looking at green things? Isn't it supposed to be blue or pink?" Jess asked.

"I don't know, the invitation didn't say if it was a boy or girl. But, it was different shades of green, so I assume that's a safe bet." She looks at a green rhino. "This is good for a girl or boy, right?"

"This is why people should find out the gender if they want gifts." He huffs but took it from her to put it in the cart. "Do you want to get anything else?"

"No, Rory's going to get a blanket so we're set." She told him.

"Do you want to look at anything?" He asks since they were there.

"I want to look at the food section, but don't tell Taylor." She whispers like the sweater-clad man would pop out of one of the racks.

"My lips are sealed." He zips up his mouth.

"Good, they have more spices here." She heads in that direction.


They pull up in front of Sherry's house. There are green balloons out front. "This must be the place." Lorelai parked the jeep.

"I think the balloons confirm it." Rory nods.

"No pink, no blue." She noticed.

"All green." Anna wonders why she chooses that color.

"Aren't baby shower balloons supposed to reflect the sex of the baby? Blue for boys, pink for girls." She thought it was annoying how she wanted to be different.

"Maybe, she keeping the gender a surprise so she chose a neutral color." Anna figure it had to be that.

"Or maybe it's an alien?" She gasps like she solves the mystery.

"I'll ask when I go in," Rory promised.

"We're all set, right? Anytime you want out, just send up a flare." Lorelai told them.

"I will." She nods.

"Even if I'm half-naked in a changing room, I'll just grab everything and rush out." She made a motion of running with her arms.

"You making a half-naked entrance would be funny." Anna laughed.

Sherry comes to the car window. "Hi!"

"Whoa!" Rory and Anna jumped.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I snuck up on you." She leans in the open window.

"It's okay, hi." They waved.

"Hi, Rory. Anna. Lorelai, I'm so excited you came." She smiled at her boyfriend's ex.

"Oh, I'm just dropping them off." She corrected her.

"Oh, don't go. Stay." She waves to her apartment building.

"What?" She was shocked.

"Come to the party, please?" She was formally inviting her.

"Oh, I don't know." She thought it would be awkward for her to be in that room with all of Sherry's friends. Everyone knew she was Chris's past.

"I know that you weren't invited, but it's just 'cause my friends didn't think that you'd be comfortable. I told them not to worry." She explained why her name wasn't on the invitation.

"Thanks, but I'm not dressed for a party." She tried to come up with an excuse.

"Oh, please. We're not formal here, you look fine." She waves it off.

When Lorelai couldn't come up with anything, Anna tried to help her. "Um, Mom kind of has plans."

"Yeah, I got a couple of credit cards burning a hole in my wallet." She pats her purse.

"Oh, go shopping some other time and come play with us. Please? There's just a bunch of people in there that they don't know, and having you here would make them so much more comfortable." She was worried about the girls feeling like the odd one out because everyone knew each other.

"Oh, We don't mind only knowing each other at the party." Rory tried to reassure her.

"That's nice, honey, but very unconvincing." She smiled at Rory before turning to her mother. "Lorelai, I meant to extend the invitation to all of you. I just wasn't sure if you'd. . . Well, you know, there's lots of food, and booze for the lucky non-pregnant ones, and cake. . .it'll be fun."

"Well. . ." She couldn't come up with another excuse to save her life.

"I'll block your car with my stomach." She moves back to show her pregnant belly.

"No, don't do that." She didn't need that scene to happen in the middle of the street.

"Please, it would mean so much." She pleads.

"Well. . . um, okay, sure." She looks at all their faces before nodding.

"Really?" Sherry wanted to be close with Lorelai for the kid's sake.

"Yeah, let's have a party." She unbuckles her seatbelt.

"Yay!" She jumps up and down.

"Ooh, watch it, you'll jiggle that thing right out of you." She thought it look dangerous for a small pregnant woman to be jumping.

"A mother's perspective, thanks." She points at her while nodding.


They walk into Sherry's home. "Come in, come in."

"Nice place." They complicated her as she close the door.

"Well, it's a work-in-progress. It was a bachelor pad before: rock posters, modular furniture, magazines everywhere. I would pick up a TV Guide and it would be three months old. Well, here's the gang." She lead them into the living room where six women were gathered. "You've got Gail, Jody, Maureen, Linda, Susan, and Alice." She introduces her friends to them. Everyone greets each other. "This is Christopher's daughters, the famous Rory and Anna. I did a little arm twisting and got her mother Lorelai to come in, too." She points at the girls to say which is which.

"The more the merrier." Jody smiles.

"Mojito?" Maureen offers Lorelai.

"Oh, now that you don't need to twist my arm for." She nods.

"You know, Rory, Anna, and I will be the only ones not imbibing. Oh, and G.G." She hooks an arm with each of the girls.

"Who?" Rory asks.

"G.G., short for Georgia. The two Gs." She rubs her stomach.

"That's cute." Anna nods.

"So it's a girl?" Lorelai asked.

"Yeah. Christopher would've been happy with either, but I wanted a ballerina." Sherry admits.

Maureen pins a diaper pin on Lorelai. "Oh, ah. . .what's this?" She looked down in confusion.

"It's a little game. Everyone gets a diaper pin, and if you say the word baby, the person catching you saying it gets to keep your pin." She explains the game they were playing.

"Maureen's the instigator of this little soiree. She owns a publicity firm in New York." Sherry gave more information on her friend.

"She meant to run all those people down, but you didn't hear it from me." Maureen passes a pin to the teens before walking away.

Lorelai notices the shelves of CDs on the wall. "Oh, aw, look at this, the famous CD collection. In alphabetical order, too."

"And not stacked up like coasters." Rory had seen it once and it was a mess of a nice collection.

"Yeah, I had to put an end to that. Finding something was impossible. I would be looking for my Wang Chung or Billy Joel and I would just have to give up. So now, everything is at your fingertips." Sherry pulls out a CD. "Wang Chung."

"Hey, no sub-groups, Sherry. Get over here." Maureen waves for them to come over. They walk into the living room and sit down.

"Mojito?" Gail offers again.

"Oh, thank you." She took a glass.

"Club soda?" She held out for the girls.

"Thank you." They took it.

"Don't you hate the way she looks?" Maureen nods to her friend.

"Who, Sherry?" Lorelai wanted to clarify who they were talking about.

"You can only tell she's pregnant in profile. Nothing in the face, nothing from behind. . ." She was envious.

"Yeah, Sherry, you look amazing." Rory agrees.

"I do not." She shook her head.

"You do. When I was carrying this one, doorways had to be widened." Lorelai pointed at her youngest.

"It's good to have you here, Lorelai. You're the only one that can give me a motherly perspective." Sherry smiles.

"Oh, I'm the only mother here? None of you have kids?" Lorelai was surprised seeing as how everyone was around her age.

"Whose got the time?" Maureen was busy at her job.

"Or the guy." Jody wishes she could find a guy that wants to get serious.

"There aren't that many Christophers in the world." Gail sips her drink.

"That's true." Lorelai nods.

Rory and Anna took a sip of their soda for that weird comment. "Fertile Christopher," Anna whispers to her sister, who pinches her leg.

"You have to give me your list of books, okay?" Sherry had been looking for some good ones.

"Books?" She was confused.

"The ones that you read when you had Rory." She clarified.

"Oh, I see. Um, I think I was reading Deenie at the time. . ." She tried to remember.

"No parenting books?" It was all Sherry had been reading lately.

"No parenting books." She shook her head.

"Well, then where'd you get your information on child-raising? Your mom?" She had been on the phone with her mom a lot lately.

"No, For Keeps. Uh, Molly Ringwald, Randall Bantikoff, really underrated little post-John Hughes flick. She went to prom fat. I found it inspirational." She was a pregnant teen, so that was what she gravitated to.

Jody broke the awkward silence that fell over the group. "Hey, what are we all sitting around here for? Let the games begin!"

"Let the games begin!" Maureen put down her cup.

"Games?" The Gilmore girls asked.

"Susan, help me move the couch." Maureen went to one side of the couch that the Gilmores were sitting on.

"They're moving the couch." Lorelai looks at her daughters.

"Bless you for being here." Rory grabs Lorelai's arm. She knew that Anna would get competitive.

"Up, up," Susan ordered from her end of the couch.


The women are playing a game where they have to use a large spoon to feed cotton balls to a shoebox decorated like a baby. "Feed the baby! Feed the baby!" Sherry cheers them on.

"Eat it," Anna growls as she tried to shove the cotton balls into the hole.

"You've got twenty seconds!" Jody called out.

Lorelai is having trouble. She hides some cotton balls in her shirt, then tosses some more over her shoulder.


Rory is singing karaoke to the song Baby Face. Every time she gets to the word baby, the women gestured for her to leave it out so she doesn't lose her diaper pin. Anna was up next and she was going to sing Baby, Baby by Amy Grant.


Disposable diapers are being passed around, and the women must sniff them and write down what they think is inside.

"Horseradish." Susan sniffs one.

"Write it down, write it down." She scolds.

Rory sniffs one. "Hoping it's ammonia."

"You're not supposed to say. Write it down." Sherry didn't know why they weren't playing by the rules.

Lorelai sniffs one, then takes off her baby pin and hands it to Maureen. "Baby crap."

"Why did you give your pin to her, I'm right here." Anna had two, having taken Rory's.


Sherry is opening presents, and some of the women are holding poppers. "One, two, three, pull!" They pull the strings of the poppers and confetti pops out.

"Wow. Those are loud for being so small." Anna looked at the popper in her hand.

"Oh, keep opening, keep opening." Susan encourages Sherry.

"You guys got me too much stuff. You should've just chipped in and bought me one thing." She opens a gift. "Oh, it's a mobile. I love it, Gail. Thank you."

"Green again." Lorelai knew it was on the invitation but she didn't think it was a requirement.

"Pretty green, too." Sherry looks at it.

"Isn't it supposed to be pink? Pink for a girl?" Lorelai finally felt comfortable enough to ask.

"Oh, pink's out," Gail said like it was common knowledge.

"It's last week." Susan agrees.

"It's in all the magazines," Maureen told them.

"Green's the new pink." Sherry smiled.

"I did not know that." Lorelai turns to her daughters. "Did you know that?"

"Oh, sure." Rory lies.

"Everyone knows that." Anna nods. She looked at her daughters with betrayal.

"Hey Sher, let me ask you. . .how in the world are you gonna finish that Spring campaign you're working on?" Maureen passed her another gift.

"Oh, just barely. I have the final presentation on the seventeenth at noon, which gives me plenty of time to do G.G. at five." She had it all figured out. Her friends nod like that sounds good.

"To do G.G?" Rory asks.

"My Cesarean. I scheduled it months ago." She told them.

"Wow." Lorelai was amazed at how much things have advanced since she was pregnant.

"Didn't you schedule yours?" Sherry didn't know anyone who didn't schedule it.

"Not quite. A half-hour before I had Rory, I was eating a pepper sandwich and watching TV. You were almost named Quincy." She turns to Rory.

"Thanks for refraining." She had heard many options of what her name could have been but Quincy wasn't one of the better ones.

"Oh, scheduling it like this was beyond necessary. I would die without organization. I mean, which is why I was so thrown off at the beginning." Sherry admits.

"What do you mean?" Anna asks.

"Well, Christopher and I didn't exactly plan for this to happen. I thought I had the flu or something. When I finally went to the doctor and he told me, he had to pick me up off the floor." She laughed.

"Okay, I'm drunk, which is why I'm telling you that we were very shocked when you told us because you are so not a baby person." Maureen thought Sherry would be the last one to have a kid.

"Oh, I'm still not. I mean, she's all mine when she's got the legs to dance, but Christopher's the baby person." Anna was starting to get worried if this child didn't want to do ballet.

"She's going to be beautiful." Gail raised her cup.

"Yeah, you and Christopher are like a poster for Aryan breeding." Susan nods. Anna looks at her wondering about her word choice.

"Well, I can only hope that G.G.'s as beautiful as Rory and Anna. And half as smart, too. Rory going to Harvard, you know. Anna is going to culinary school." She told the crowd.

"Wow, really?" Maureen looks at Rory.

"I'm not in yet. I've just applied." She hated when people acted as if she was already in. It made her nervous.

"Oh, she's as good as in. I'm not just saying that. I can also sign it, mime it, Morse code it, and do an interpretive dance to it. It's gonna be Harvard." Lorelai pats her knee.

"Well, I certainly hope so. It's just minutes from here. Did you know that?" She told them.

"Minutes, really?" Lorelai didn't know that.

"I've already clocked it, two-point seven miles, which is nothing. I've already checked out the best late afternoon route for her to take to come over after classes." Sherry couldn't believe how close they would be to each other.

"To come over here?" Rory didn't know if she felt comfortable doing that.

"Well, your little sister's going to demand it. You can even sleep over if you want." She offers.

"Oh, well, I'll have a dorm room." Rory was trying to politely decline.

"I know, but dorm rooms are awful. You can even spend the weekends. You too, Anna. I know Philidelphia farther but you're always welcome." She smiles.

"Right, the ones they're not visiting me on." Lorelai wasn't about to have this woman steal what little time she was going to get with her kids when they moved out.

"Oh, well, that's a given Lorelai. Really, anytime. We have a key for you two." She told them.

"Well, thank you. I'll visit." Rory nods.

"Whenever I get a free weekend because I'll be working too," Anna told her.

"You too, Lorelai. I mean, you're sort of G.G.'s aunt." Sherry wanted them to be a happy blended family. She didn't know that Christopher was sleeping with Lorelai when she found out she was pregnant.

"Oh, I guess I kind of am. I'm gonna get some more potato salad. Excuse me." She went into the kitchen.

"Isn't it the best? I think I'm gonna get some more, too." Sherry grabbed her plate.

"No, no, let me get it." Maureen offers.

"No, no, no, no. . .it's okay." Sherry follows Lorelai to the food table.

Sherry came back a few minutes later. "Where's mom?" Rory asks.

"She went to the bathroom, the Mojito got to her." She sat back down.

"Do you want to check on her or me?" Rory whispers to her sister.

"You can I'm about to win this game." She was playing with Maureen. They were having a western showdown with the poppers. Rory got up to check on her mom, who was having a meltdown in the bathroom.


Lorelai, Anna, and Rory are driving home from the shower. "You're okay to drive, right?" Rory asks.

"I barely drank a thing." Lorelai felt soberer then ever.

"I'm talking about your mood." She clarified.

"My mood is fine." She lies.

"You're still mad at Sherry." Rory corrected.

"Yeah, she overstep a lot of boundaries tonight, even if it wasn't intentional." Anna was laying down in the back.

"No, I'm fine, and I'm fine to drive. Although sometimes, when I'm driving and it's dark like this, I get the sudden urge to turn the wheel into oncoming traffic." She started one of her bits.

"No, do not do Duane from Annie Hall!" Rory whines.

"I can see the flames, I can smell the smoke. . ." She went on.

"I hate this bit." Anna groans.

"Okay, I'm creeping me out, too. Move those things, will you? They're not the most fragrant food in the world." She nods to the deviled eggs.

Rory moves a container away from Lorelai. "We shouldn't have taken them."

"We had no choice." Lorelai huffs.

"She was insistent." Anna looked at the prizes she won from the games.

"Take the deviled eggs! How many times did the woman say it? And then her drunken friends hear it and they're all shouting, Take the deviled eggs!" She mimicked their high-pitched slurs.

"Every one of those ladies was slobbering drunk." Rory hoped they had rides home.

"Maureen and Susan almost coming to blows were worth it, though. How did that happen, anyway?" Lorelai thought of the most entertaining event of the night.

"From what I can tell, Susan said, Bla ra um beh bleh, and Maureen took great offense." Rory had been sitting between them when it happened.

"Well, yeah." She nods like anyone would take offense.

"We shouldn't have stayed that long. We have the longest drive." Anna needed a nap.

"Not according to Sherry. She made a very persuasive argument that if we left at six, there'd be an extra hour of sitting in traffic, so by leaving at seven we'd get home at the same time as leaving at six." Lorelai reminds her that they tried to leave early with that excuse and it didn't work.

"She's very up on traffic flow and rush hour and all that." Rory thought it was a weird obsession.

"She's Rand McNally." Lorelai agrees.

"She should do traffic reports on the radio." She said.

"Yeah, put her research to use." Anna agrees.

"Hi, this is Sherry Tinsdale. Looks like there's a tie-up on the boulevard. They appear to be moving every building in Harvard University so now it's just one point three miles from my house. Nice job, guys." She mimicked her.

"You're awful." Rory laughed.

"Oh, and lots of cars stopped at a blue light on Garvey Avenue. Why a blue light? Well, 'cause blue's the new red." She went on.

"I like that you're feeling better." Anna smiled, seeing where she got her dark humor from.

"I'm not feeling better. I'm still. . .grrr! Reranaging medicine cabinet was not enough." She slams the steering wheel. "It was tame, and any one of those drunken yuppies could have messed it up."

"They wouldn't dare. Plus, when I went back in there, I cleaned it up." Rory confessed.

"Rory!" Lorelai scolds.

"Let it go." She told her.

"That was my catharsis." She whines.

"Let it go," Anna repeated.

"No, that woman does something to me." She grit her teeth.

"You've got to live and let live." Rory sings.

"And bringing up Christopher like that. . .she must know what she's doing." She hated how she rubbed her perfect life in her face.

"I'm not sure she did." Anna doubts that dad came clean to her.

"I almost wish she was doing all this on purpose. I would respect her more." She know that was true and that made it worst.

"I just hope Dad's happy." Rory didn't wish him any harm.

"Happy? With Sherry and G.G., the five o'clock ballerina? No way. And to think that I sent him back to her a new man? Man!" She couldn't believe it. She put the work in to get him to want to change and some other woman was reaping the benefits from it.

"Stop the car." Rory orders.

"What? Why?" Lorelai did what she was told.

"You want catharsis?" She asks.

"Yes." She nods.

"I know what'll do it for you." She smiles a devilish smile.

"What?" She asks.

"Jess' car." She pointed at the car.

"What?" Anna sat up.

"We egg Jess' car. It's perfect." She smiled.

"You're not going to egg his car," Anna shouted.

"Rory, if rearranging Sherry's medicine cabinet is immature, what's this?" Lorelai asks.

"Off the chart." She nods.

"We can't egg his car. Doose's is closed and we don't have any eggs at home." She points out that they couldn't do it even if she wanted to. Rory holds up the container of deviled eggs

"You want to devil-egg Jess' car? And how is that gonna make me feel better about Sherry?"

"Better question: why do you want to egg Jess's car?" Anna turns to Rory who seems too excited to do this.

"Because it's active! It's aggressive! It's destructive, but not too destructive! I'll admit I'm bitter about him getting a car before me when he wrecks mine. I know it wasn't his fault but I can't help feeling the way I do." She was jealous of him driving around when she was back to taking the bus to school.

"Okay, fine. I'll be sleeping back here." She lied back down and went to sleep.

"Let's do it." Lorelai went to turn off the car.

But, Rory stopped her. "Leave the engine running."

"Good thinking." They giggled while getting out of the car.


The next morning, the Gilmore Girls were walking past Jess' car. "I wonder if he's seen it yet." Rory looked at the egged car.

"Doesn't look like it. Maybe we should've headed for the border." Lorelai smiled.

"Which border?" Rory asks.

"The one between America and Sephoraland?" She teased.

"Well, I'll get his reaction for you." She separated with them as she walks into Luke and up the stairs. "Good morning, you ready?" She greets him with a kiss.

"Hey, let's go." He was going to take her to the movies today. He was excited to take her on dates now that he had the car. They could leave Star Hollow and not have to deal with the constant stares.

Jess walks up to his car and sees the dried-up eggs on it. "What the hell is this? Luke!" He yelled for his uncle. Luke walks over to him. "Did you see this?"

"See what? What happened?" Luke questions.

"Someone egged my car." He points at it.

"Geez, it stinks." He pinches his nose shut.

"It's gonna take me forever to clean this up. Sorry, babe, we'll have to go to the movies later." He apologizes to Anna.

"No problem, I'll help clean it up." She figure that was the least she could do.

Luke looks closer at the eggs. "These eggs are cooked."

"What?" Jess turns back to his Uncle.

"They're not raw eggs. They look like. . . deviled eggs." Luke could smell the spoiled mayonnaise.

"Someone devil-egged my car?" Jess thought that made even less sense.

"Well, that is paprika." Anna pointed at the red spots.

"Someone prepared deviled eggs to throw at my car?" Jess couldn't believe the psychos that lived in this town.

"Man, they must hate you a lot. Hey, maybe it was the guy in the garden department." Luke laughed.

"Oh, you told him about Walmart?" She was surprised.

"Oh no, I had to drag it out of him." Luke shook his head.

"I'm gonna go get something to clean this up." He walks away from them.

Luke ran after to make fun of him some more. "Or maybe it was the assistant night manager. You guys have words in the snack room?"

Anna waited for him to come back with a bucket of soapy water. Her mother and Rory came by when they started cleaning. "I was home all night last night." Rory smiled.

"So was I. We have alibis and everything." Lorelai wraps an arm around her to guide her across the street. Jess scoffs as he started to scrub his car.