Yale Newspaper

Rory walks into the office. The lights are off, the place is completely deserted. Rory walks over to the light switch, turning the lights on. She takes a step back and looks at the clock, above the door.

Rory: "8.15. Right on time."

Rory turns and looks around the office, confused. She walks over to Doyle's office and knocks on the door. No answer, so she opens the door. Again the lights are off, the place completely deserted. Turning around, Rory is startled by being confronted by Paris.

Rory: "Jeez, Paris you scared me. How about next time when your walking up behind someone, you make a noise…just a little indication that your there."

Paris: "Well excuse me if I don't wear platform heels six inches too high to walk on that don't make clicking noises as I walk."

Paris walks past Rory and into Doyle's office. She puts her bag down on the desk, pulling out a black ring binder filled with paper.

Rory: "Uh, Paris. Where's Doyle? I mean he doesn't ever show up late, I don't think he's ever not shown for that matter."

Paris: "He's sick, sweating, coughing. Do you know how annoying it is to try and write a paper, sitting next to a sick person and I don't mind the physically sick part, I mean the sweating that seeps into the bed sheets, the coughing that after so long leaves a constant ringing voice in your ear. I hate sick people, they're an inconvenience"

Rory: "Okay, stupid question. Then why didn't you just come home last night? I mean Doyle…surely has someone, other than you that could check up on him."

Paris: "That's not a stupid question. In fact, Rory that is the same question I asked him. His answer was, that even though our relationship isn't technically defined as boyfriend or girlfriend as such, that I should act like a girlfriend…be there to hold his hand, and be there to wait on him hand and foot. He must have been delusional, mistaken me for a maid or his mother. I don't clean up after people, least of all people who refuse to define a relationship. None the less, I stayed. I played the role of devoting girlfriend and in doing so I found out that not only do I hate sick people, I hate men, especially ones named Doyle."

Rory stands there, not sure what to say. Paris walks behind Doyle's desk and sits down in his chair and smiles.

Paris: "So for today, I'm editor and chief. So tell the people in the newsroom that any questions, any equerries come straight to me. No phoning Doyle while he's recovering."

Rory: "Paris, I'm not your assistant. If you want to tell them, then you do so."

Paris: "It's the sitting in the chair, being in the office, the power, Rory, it's overwhelmingly magnificent."

Rory: "Is the power also going to your head?"

Paris: "Please, I was built for this. To be in command, to tell the lackeys what they're doing wrong…okay so maybe it's going to my head a little."

Rory: "Noted. I'm gonna get a coffee. You want one?"

Paris: "Coffee, excellent way to start the day. Thanks"

Rory turns around and walks out of Doyle's office, shutting the door as she leaves. Rory looks through the door and sees Paris, smirking to herself. Rory smiles and walks away.

Coffee Cart.

Rory walks to the coffee cart in the courtyard.

Rory: "Two coffees, cream and sugar. Actually, one coffee with cream and sugar, I'll have a plain black coffee, I think I'm gonna need it"

Rory opens her bag, burrowing through her folders and pulls out her purse. Looking up, she sees a 20 bill being handed to the man behind the coffee cart. She turns around and sees Logan.

Rory: "Uh, thanks."

Logan: "No problem, Ace. I'll have a Caffé Verona Decafe."

Rory puts her purse back into her bag. She looks up at Logan, who is smiling at her.

Rory: "You're unusually punctual this morning. Is there a special occasion?"

Logan: "Ah you know got a long hard day in the newspaper office."

Rory: "Funny."

Logan: "Thought you'd be amused."

Rory picks up the two coffees from the cart.

Rory: "Well, thanks for the coffees."

Rory starts walking away. Logan picks up his change and his coffee and follows Rory.

Logan: "So listen, about last night. I didn't mean to go all green eyed monster on you. That was just out of character, I mean, I don't get jealous, but last night when I saw you with Robert, I-"

Rory: "Got jealous."

Logan: "Right"

Rory: "Logan, you explained this to me last night during the phone call."

Logan: "I know, I just wanted to make myself clear."

Rory: "Got it, you don't usually get jealous."

Logan: "So now onto the topic of seeing other people. Are we? Aren't we?"

Rory: "We said no strings attached."

Logan: "Okay, so how about we attach some strings and see how it goes?"

Rory: "Are you asking me to date you, exclusively?"

Logan: "Bingo."

A cheeky grin appears on Logan's face, Rory smiles and nods. Logan takes a step in front of Rory, leans in and kisses her. They break apart and continue to walk to the Newspaper office.

Rory: "You're really coming to the office, to do work?"

Logan: "Work? Noooo, I'm coming to the office till noon and then I thought as a way of celebrating our exclusivity I would take you out to lunch."

Rory: "You got a deal, although I should warn you. Doyle's sick and Paris is running the show."

Logan raises an eyebrow.

Logan: "Paris. Sounds familiar, although I can't put a face to the name."

Rory: "Trust me, once you put a foot through the door, it will all come flooding back to you. Brace yourself."

Yale Newspaper

Logan walks over to Rory's desk and sits on it. Rory looks up at him and smirks.

Rory: "It's not noon yet, there's a whole 15 minutes till noon."

Logan nods understanding. He walks over to some random guy sitting at their desk.

Logan: "Hi, how you doing? Can I borrow your chair?"

The guy stands up and Logan picks up the chair and walks over to the door, putting the chair down. He stands on the chair, pulling the clock down. Turning the hands, he forwards the clock by 30 minutes and then puts it back onto the wall. Logan jumps off the chair and looks around at the people in the office staring at him. Raising a finger to his lips, he motions for everyone to keep quiet. He picks the chair up and returns it back to the desk. Rory stands up and walks over to him.

Rory: "You can't do that; Paris will go stark raving mad if she finds out."

Logan: "Well I don't think anyone plans on telling her, right?"

Logan looks around the room, and people shake their head with smirks on their faces.

Logan: "See, Ace. Secret's safe within these four walls."

Paris walks out of Doyle's office and sees Logan, Rory and some random guy standing up. Several other people then stand up and put their jackets on. She walks around the newsroom and looks at all the people

Paris: "Planning on going somewhere? Oh I get it, you think just because the editor isn't in today your going to slack off. Well, think again. I run a tight ship, everyone pulls their weight. If someone doesn't pull, their weight I'll cut them loose. Throw them overboard"

She stops and stares at the guy standing next to Rory and Logan. The guy swallows some air, producing a very loud gulp.

Logan: "No protests no walk outs, but just a very simple lunch break. As the editor and chief in charge, you should know more than anyone that the civil servants are required to have a lunch break and usually the break is at 12, noon. However, as you have been doing a fantastic job, everyone is pulling their weight so much so, that we ran 15 minutes over the due lunch break."

Paris looks up to the clock, which says 12:15pm.

Paris: "Fine. Lunch break it is."

Paris walks back into the office and shuts the door. People start walking out of the office, some patting Logan on the back. Logan turns and looks at Rory, who doesn't look happy.

Logan: "What? Before you start a debate with me about what I did was not moral and what not, I think you should know I did everyone a favour. Gellar in there is a work-a-holic. She had everyone tired and when people are tired they don't perform their best work. They needed a break, sounds like Paris needed a break and well I need to you out for lunch."

Rory: "Your right."

Logan: "That's a first. No debate? No lecture?"

Rory: "No, your points were valid and I completely understand why you did, what you did."

Logan: "Fantastic. Come on Ace, let's go to the pub. I'm in serious need of a drink."

Rory grabs her jacket and begins to walk out of the newsroom when Logan, takes her hand, following behind her.

The Pub

Logan and Rory walk into the pub. Rory looks around, the place is practically full.

Rory: "Maybe we should go somewhere less busy."

Colin: "Logan! Over here, man"

Logan nods to the guys, Rory looks over to the table where Colin, Finn and Robert are sat.

Logan: "We can go someplace else if you want?"

Rory: "No, it's fine."

Logan: "You sure?"

Rory nods. Logan takes her hands and leads her over to the table. Logan pulls out Rory's chair; Rory raises an eyebrow as does Finn and Colin.

Colin: "Who said chivalry was dead"

Logan sits down between Rory and Robert.

Colin: "Rory, nice to see you again. Logan, nice to see you whipped. Really, Gilmore, what did you do to him? Witchcraft? Simple uses of dominatrix equipment, like a whip, leather…okay too much detail."

Logan: "Colin, man just because it happens in your house doesn't mean its common in the rest of the world."

Finn: "Wait, Logan how do you know about that? Colin's mom told me I was the only one of the receiving end of her whip"

Colin: "Logan, beer?"

Logan nods.

Colin: "Rory?"

Rory: "Coke?"

Colin walks away from the table and over to the bar. Finn looks at Rory and tilts his head.

Finn: "Were you at my part last night?"

Rory: "Yeah."

Finn: "Was I a good host? Do the meet and greets?"

Rory: "Several times, usually to the same people."

Finn: "Gotcha. So if memory serves me right, you were the girl with the catholic school girl look and the malice. Kill Bill character I think."

Rory: "Yeah, I used my old high school skirt."

Finn: "Right and you were Robert's date, correct?"

Rory nods. Logan looks over at Finn.

Finn: "...and now your Logan's date?"

Logan: "Finn."

Finn: "What? I just don't wanna get confused."

Robert: "Rory was my date last night. Now she's with Logan, which is cool. There was no spark, right? I mean I can't say I exactly remember the evening that entirely well"

Logan sarcastically: "There was no spark? Unlucky, maybe next time Rob."

Colin sits back down at the table and puts Logan's beer and Rory's coke on the table.

Colin: "Topic of conversation?"

Finn: "The love triangle between Rory, Logan and Robert."

Rory: "There is no love triangle."

Robert: "There was no spark."

Colin: "You heard the lady there is no love triangle. Although, I do believe there is a love square. Rory, have you already forgotten my pledge of undying love for you in class?"

Logan smirks, putting his arm around Rory.

Rory: "No, the memory is still quite vivid."

Finn: "Ah yes, but Rory had the last laugh if memory serves. I mean she did get her grandfather in on the jig. Logan your face when her grandfather was speaking about the engagement, it was-"

Colin: "Hilarious"

Rory: "Memorable. Squirm worthy."

Finn: "Definitely squirm worthy."

Rory, Finn, Colin and Robert all laugh. Logan smirks. Rory takes a sip from her drink and looks down at her watch.

Rory: "Oh, I have to go. Sorry, it's been fun."

Finn: "Barrel of laughs, darling."

Finn takes Rory's hand and kisses it.

Logan: "Alright, suck up."

Rory walks away from the table, followed by Logan. They stop at the pub entrance.

Logan: "So tonight? Pick you up at 7?"

Rory: "Sure."

Rory leans in and kisses Logan.

Rory: "Bye."

Rory opens the door, Logan watches her leave with a smile planted on his face.

Logan: "Bye Ace."

Rory's Apartment

Rory walks down her hallway and sees Marty standing outside. She walks up behind him.

Rory: "Waiting for someone?"

Marty turns around, shocked.

Marty: "Rory, you scared me."

Rory: "So I see. Are you waiting for me?"

Marty: "Yeah, I just, was waiting for you to finish your lecture. Professor Amble's lectures run late this afternoon?"

Rory: "No, I stayed behind and asked him a few questions. I like to be sufficient."

Marty: "I know…anyways, I wanted to know if, maybe you wanted to hang out tomorrow? I have all day off and I was"

Rory: "Sounds great. Wait, I was planning on a day trip home tomorrow."

Marty: "Oh, okay, we can reschedule."

Rory: "Why don't you come home with me? I mean it's not exactly Disneyland fun, but you would keep me company on the drive, I could take you to the Luke's diner."

Marty: "The infamous Luke's diner."

Rory: "So, you in?"

Marty: "Sure. "

Rory: "Great, I'll pick you up at 8?"

Marty: "I'll supply the gummie bears and the coffee for the journey."

Rory: "Excellent. Bye, Marty."

Marty: "Bye Rory."

Marty turns and walks away. Rory watches him walk away, pleased with herself. She opens the door and sees Logan standing in front of her.

Rory: "How, How, How did you get in?"

Logan: "Sweet talked Paris."

Rory: "You sweet talked Paris? I'm impressed, that's a task not so easily done. Many a men have tried and failed miserably."

Logan: "Did I say hey?"

Rory: "I don't believe you did."

Logan puts his arms around Rory's waist and pulls her closer to him. He leans in and kisses her. Paris walks out of her bedroom, Logan and Rory break apart.

Paris: "You know, that's what your bedroom is for."

Rory: "Sorry, Paris."

Paris: "Jeez, everywhere you go nowadays, all you see are couples. It makes me physically sick."

Rory: "Trouble with Doyle?"

Paris: "No, but there will be. I'm now on my way to see him, I'm going to make him define our relationship and if he doesn't then I will cut off his air supply with a pillow."

Logan: "Good luck with that."

Paris walks to the door and leaves. Logan turns back to Rory.

Logan: "Where were we?"

Rory: "I thought you were coming by at 7?"

Logan: "I couldn't wait."

Rory: "Have you been waiting long?"

Logan: "Not particularly. Although, I did hear your friend Marty at the door, he talks to himself."

Rory: "He does not."

Logan smirks, Rory playfully hits him.

Logan: "Going home tomorrow?"

Rory: "Eavesdropping?"

Logan: "A bit hard not to. You were talking quite loud to him, is he deaf?"

Rory: "Yes, I mean no. Yes I am going home tomorrow, just for the day and no he is not deaf."

Logan: "Good to know. So I'm gonna kiss you again."

Rory jokingly: "If you must."

Logan and Rory kiss again.

Later

Rory's phone rings. Rory and Logan are on her bed, fully clothed and still kissing. Rory leans over and picks up her phone.

Rory: "Hello?"

Lorelai: "Rory, good your up."

Logan leans down and kisses Rory's neck, Rory smiles.

Rory: "Yeah, I'm up. Just reading a book."

Lorelai: "Okay, well I'm just checking in to see if you're still coming home tomorrow?"

Rory: "Yeah, I'll be bringing someone too."

Lorelai: "Logan?"

Rory: "No."

Lorelai: "More casual dates?"

Rory: "No, Marty."

Lorelai: "Ah, naked guy. Gotcha, okay. Wait, why aren't you bringing Logan? I thought he called you a bunch of times last night, I thought you had him on a leash?"

Rory: "Yeah, I mean, no."

Lorelai: "Talk to him today?"

Rory: "Uh huh"

Logan is still kissing Rory's neck.

Lorelai: "All's good in?"

Rory: "Great. Can we talk about this tomorrow, there's a knock at the door. It could be Paris; she probably forgot her key or something."

Lorelai: "Erm, sure. So I'll see you tomorrow.

Rory: "Bye mom."

Lorelai hangs up the phone, Rory puts her phone down. Logan sits up on the bed.

Logan: "Well I better go; you have an early morning tomorrow."

Rory: "Oh okay."

Logan leans in and kisses Rory.

Logan: "Night Ace."

Rory pulls Logan back down onto the bed, kissing him.