A/N: Don't own Gilmore Girls!
"You don't like me. You don't know me, but you don't like me." He said surprised, at her reaction. He didn't know why, she didn't like him. It's not like he knows her, or at least he can't remember if he does.
"I know you" she said darkly towards him, she couldn't believe the arrogance of this guy. She was going to have to call Lia, so she could unwind she didn't need to do it in front of Paris.
"You do?" Blondie asked, with a raise of his eyebrow. He noticed she was getting riled up, but he honestly didn't know what he had done to deserve a cold tone like the one she was giving him.
"We met yesterday. With Marty." She said, with a 'duh' tone. She was getting aggravated by the minute, with this guy and she just wanted to hit him.
"Marty?" He remembered somewhat, what she was talking about.
"Marty -- my friend Marty. He bartended for you." Annoyed at him, he was such ass. Just like his friends, they didn't care how they treated people because they were rich.
"Yes, Marty. I'm sorry. It slipped my mind. Of course I met you yesterday with Marty. Nice to see you again..." If he thought she was annoyed at him for forgetting Marty, she was getting more annoyed with him by his comments.
Rory was exasperated by this guy, she didn't know his name but she knew she pegged him right. "Rory!"
He was curious as to why; she didn't like him, why she was so pissed at him. "Nice to see you again, Rory. You're looking well. Angry works for you."
"I'm not angry, I'm just irritated." Which she was, if she was angry she would have already hit the poor miscreant like she was thinks about doing.
He couldn't think of why she was so 'irritated', he couldn't think of what he had done to her. "By me?"
"Yes." She really wanted this to be over and done with, so that she could go call Lia. She didn't want to be arguing with this guy, especially in front of her dorm room that Paris could probably hear.
He was stunned for a millisecond; he had never had a girl be angry with him for forgetting they're name. Mostly because he was too drunk to remember, or he didn't listen to her just taking her to bed with him and leaving the moment they we're asleep. "Because I forgot for a moment who you were?"
"No, because you speak to people as if they're below you." She didn't think he was an idiot, she just knew that he was an ass. She knew this 'cause Tristan was/is the same way, forgetting things 'cause he was to drunk or because he was busy with some bimbo. Tristan and her had become friends a couple years back; do to Lia being his cousin. It didn't change that he was still a playboy, but he was easy to be put back in place after being hit over the head a few times.
He didn't know what to make of this situation, she was angry with him because of how he treated people. He wasn't sure what he had done, but something told him that this wasn't going to be an easy debate. "People?
"Marty." She couldn't believe how ignorant this guy was, she knew Tristan to be like this but he never for once gave her reason to want to throttle him.
"Ah, your friend Marty?" He didn't know where this was going, and he had a bad feeling about it. This girl was different from most that his meet, for one she didn't fall all over him when she saw him.
She wanted to scream, but she held it in. Knowing that if she did, that it wouldn't help the situation that she has found herself in. "Yes, my friend, Marty. You talked to him like he was dirt, and that's why I'm looking at you like this."
"I'm sorry. What did I say that was so bad? I said hello and I think I said he made a kick-ass margarita" She didn't even know him, and he didn't know her last name but she looked like she has never seen high society. He was having a hard time seeing her there, 'cause if you thought about it she had an opinion and she spoke her mind she wouldn't fit in.
"It's not what you said; it's how you said it." This guy is high society at its finest really, such a damn snob. I can't believe I have to live in that life, but I don't take it for granted like him and his friends do.
"How'd I say it?" He can't believe his staying in this conversation, and he wish he could rewind time and re-due this whole thing.
She didn't even take a minute to think, it just came out without any effort. "Like Judi Dench."
"Ouch." He wasn't about to lie, he was slightly offended by that comment. He was amused by her reference, this girl was different from most girls the first one to banter with and not have her quit just cause of who he is or how gorgeous he is.
She couldn't believe he thought this was amusing, 'cause she was far from amused by him and his friends actions in the last 2 days that she's has known them. "Just because somebody doesn't have money or a fancy family doesn't mean they're inferior to you."
"I agree." Did she really think she knew him, because she didn't know anything about his life. She could guess, but she would never know about high society life and he slightly envied her because of that.
She knew he was thinking, she didn't know a thing about high society or that she belonged. Oh was he wrong, she fit in, but she wasn't like all of them she didn't care really she just kept up face for the sake of her families. "And just because somebody is a bartender at a party for you and your friends, that doesn't mean that you can talk to them like a servant." As soon as she finished, she turned to leave but he just had to open his mouth and speak again.
"Well..." Now he was just going to have little more fun with her, she wanted to see if he really could get her past irritated to angry.
She couldn't believe her ears; all that alcohol his drank over the years must have really gotten to his brain. "What?!"
"I hired him. I paid him. He served. That's what a servant does." She had to be getting angry at this, he was goading her and she looked damn sexy. I wouldn't mind her being this enthused if she made it to my bed, something tells me that would be a lot of fun.
She was incredulous; he can't be serious about that. She wanted to smack him upside the head, she's done it to Tristan and she could do it to him. In all honesty though, she didn't want to get nearer to him then she already was. Nothing good could come from it, and she really wanted nothing to do with the ass. "Are you serious?" She knew he was probably thinking of her in bed with him, but he would be daydreaming that for a long time. She knew slightly how the playboys of high society worked, thanks to Tristan. She was sure that he wouldn't tell her if he was sober at the time he told her, but it was good that Tristan was drunk when she had asked the question.
"For the sake of argument." He applied a smirk with the statement, and she all she did was give him an eye roll for an acknowledgement of it. He couldn't figure out how she wasn't affected by it, every girl his ever crossed paths with thought it was earth shattering then again he realized they didn't have much of a brain.
She hated when guys smirked, when they thought they were winning an argument with her. She was in dire need of coffee, and this pain of an ass was standing in her way of it. She needed to get rid of him so she could get her elixir of life, and maybe grab one for Lia and go over to unwind for a little. "He was doing a job."
"A job he took willingly." He couldn't figure this girl out for the life of him, she was beautiful in every sense of the word, but she also had a brain that she used. He looked into her big blue eyes, and he saw all the emotions she was feeling at once, he never thought anyone could feel that many emotions at once let alone see them in someone eyes.
She was looking him straight in the eye, not backing down from this little battle the she had a feeling was going to end up a war soon enough. If he ever found out who she really was, he would probably be crawling in a whole begging for forgiveness. Even though Marty didn't even know of her and Lia's wealth, and the only reason is that they don't flaunt it. Yea they might have some designer clothing and what not but nothing that would completely make them stand out as high society. "Some people have to work."
"And I bet if you ask him he'll tell you he made excellent tips that night. Because my friends - they tend to enjoy their re-fills." She would give my dad a run for his money in an argument, she really didn't back down no matter who you were. She was a fighter, and she seemed like the type who fought to win her battles and wars.
His serious going to excuse his actions by saying that, this isn't about money or tips. This is about moral respect, how you talk to a person even when that person was hired by you. "Not the point." She feels the same disgust when Emily does things like that to the maids, she doesn't understand just like this jackass.
What was the point if that wasn't it, I mean what exactly was she going with this."To a bartender, tips are very much the point." He smirked again, but still not receiving the reaction he was hoping for. He was trying to get some kind of reaction other then anger or in her words irritation from her, she was the most stubborn person he's ever meet other than his parents. The only difference he was enjoying this argument, unlike the ones he has with his parents.
She was seriously thinking of relocating now that he knew where she lived, after all this it would be nice to know that he didn't know where to find her. Not like he would ever want to, I mean really I won't sleep with him for the hell of it so really there's no reason for him to want to come find me. "Just because you pay somebody, it doesn't mean that you can speak to them as if they're beneath you."
"Actually, the fact that this is a free country means I can speak to anyone in any manner which I choose. However, the rules of a civilized society may frown upon a certain obvious show of snobbery, so if that's your argument –"So he was having fun with this argument with her, she had this effect on him that made him want to banter like this again. He knew she'd probably ignore him, and act like she didn't know him at all if the run into each other accidently.
She wasn't going to let this get any further, she was getting a serious migraine from him. "I don't have an argument." This is exactly why I stay away from the guys in high society, they don't treat people right. Tristan has the exception, his changed from snob to decent. He cares about the people who've been a part of his life, except his parents.
"I can give you a moment to formulate one if you want to continue." His smirk was officially planted on his face, he couldn't help it. This is probably the most fun his had debating, especially with a female.
"I'm busy!" She wanted out of this, she needed to get away from all the craziness. Stars Hollow wasn't even this bad, and everyone in the town need to be in a mental institute.
He was getting to her, he knew it. She was fighting his charm, and he was going to break all the way through. Or at least that's what he thought, he didn't see what was going to come next. "You concede."
She was getting ready chuck something at him, not sure what she was going to chuck. She couldn't deal with Paris and all the creepy shit that she has going on through their dorm room today. "I don't like it when people hurt my friends." She was being honest, she didn't like when people hurt her friends or family. She knows what it feels like to be hurt by people you thought were nice people, but somehow they turn their backs on you when you least expect it.
"And you react when goaded." She really doesn't look happy at all, she takes her friends seriously, and he knew if someone talked or did something hurtful to his friends. He'd react exactly the same, and that fire is so damn sexy on her.
"I am not goaded. I am so far from goaded. Get out your compass, and I will show you how far from goaded I am." She didn't want to get into this, 'cause if he joked about this one more time she was going to hit him upside the head. It would be fun, but then he'd probably learn who she is and that would be hell of another discussion she didn't want to get into with him.
"I think we got a serious debater in our midst." As he said this Finn walked down the stairs, Finn looked at the two and saw chemistry but knew not to say anything from the look on the girls' face. She looked like she was ready to smack his best friend, he knew if he didn't stop this soon that was exactly what was going to happen.
"Logan, I think we've found it." Finn said looking at his best friend, he knew that look he was thinking about her in bed with him. He had a feeling that they were going to see this female around, but he didn't know what kind of impact she was going to have or even it was a good or bad thing.
Taking a quick glance at his friend, and looked back at Rory. He wanted to continue this little battle of wits, but knew better then push her right now. He'd wait till he ran into her again, 'cause he'd have a feeling they'd have something else to argue about then too. "Tell Marty I said hi, and I promise to remember you instantly next time." He told her with enthusiasm, but the only reaction he seemed to receive was a blank stare. He gave her winning smile, and decided to try once again. "Now, tell me that wasn't fun?" He looks at her expecting something even if it was a scoff, but she did absolutely nothing she looked at him with no emotion in her eyes and it didn't seem like her. He decided now he should leave, he sighed left her with one more endearment. "Master and Commander."
Rory looked at him like he was crazy for a moment, she was confused by the comment the only things that came to mind was the movie. "The movie?" Well, at least she hoped it was the movie he was referring to.
Climbing up the stairs, he shook his head. Wondering how many movies she's seen, if she knew that one. "No, that's what I want you to call me from now on." He proceeded to walk up the stairs to his friend's; he looked at her one last time and smiled.
"Ugh." She needed coffee ASAP; she walked out into the courtyard towards Her and Lia's favorite coffee cart. As she walked she pulled her cell out of her skirt pocket, flipping it open and pressing speed dial 2 and send. As it started to ring, she made it to the coffee cart. The guy behind the coffee cart nodded at her, she put to fingers up and he started making her coffee order.
"Lia's House of Horror, how may I frighten you?" Lia said in a deep creepy voice, if you didn't know her you'd think she was serious but it's just what you learn from growing up with Lorelai. Lia, Rory and Lorelai always played it that way on the phone, even if it was a random person. Again though if you didn't know them you thought they were serious, but if you knew them than you were use to it or getting there.
"Get drunk, that will definitely frighten the hell out of me" Rory learned from experience that Lia had a abnormally high tolerance to alcohol, she never got drunk no matter how many hours you spent refilling her drink she never got drunk. They had known each other for years; they practically grew up with each other for the most part.
"That would be the day wouldn't it, you're getting there though. Another year and you might not get drunk after 3 hours of drinking straight, but besides my drinking habits what's up?" They giggled about the drinking, and sobered up so they could talk to each other. Lia could hear something in her voice, something happened but if it were horrible she wouldn't have been joking with her.
Rory knew that Lia figured something was up, 'cause she knew she was suppose to be helping Paris with her stuff. "Nothing, just getting some coffee. I was wondering how the unpacking was going, and if you wanted some coffee and help finishing moving in." She was going to ask her about Paris, but she knew she wouldn't say anything to personal about it, it creped her out to think about it even a little bit.
"Have you ever known me to turn down coffee? I could always use the help; I got a lot of things to unpack now that I have a whole dorm to myself, but weren't you helping Paris with her thing for that grandpa lover teacher today?" Lia shivered, she hated thinking about Paris and Professor Fleming together. It was just so wrong; she didn't really ever talk about it either. Anytime Paris where to bring it up, she would either walk away or block her out.
"I'm in a bad mood, and being around her right now doesn't seem like a good idea. I don't want to die, 'cause you know she'd kill me if I came in a bad mood for this stupid
thing." Rory grabbed the coffee's the guy handed her, and waved to him and started walking toward Lia's dorm, they had talked yesterday about where they we're living and she lived in the building right across from hers.
"I can understand the need to get away from Paris," She knew not to budge her about her mood change; she'd wait for her to get to the suite so she could vent. "It's creepy as it is thinking about it. So coffee and unpacking with an order of unwinding on the side." She was thinking about taking a walk to the pub for a few drinks before crashing, depending what was bugging her best friend.
Rory laughed at her best friend's choice of words, she knew how to make her laugh when she was in a bad mood. "Yeah, that sounds like the plan. I should be there in 2 seconds, I'm baring the coffee so don't take too long to get to the door." She wasn't sure where in the room she was in, but gave her heads up 'cause she really wanted to vent about egotistical playboy asses.
"Have I ever done that, and besides I'm in the common room. See you in a sec, oh and watch out there's this weird looking guy hanging out in the hallway." They said their goodbyes on the phone and hung up. Lia and Rory had been best friends since birth, they're mom's we're best friends in high school. Lia's mom Cassandra was a junior when she got pregnant with Lia, and had gotten married to her father as soon as they told their parents. Cassandra Morgan was like a year older version of Lorelai, after Rory was born she had visited Lorelai with Lia daily. Since Lia's dad was hardly around, he was always too busy to deal with her; or any other family obligation unless it was work related. As her thoughts were wondering further into the past, she heard Rory knocking on the door.
Handing Lia her cup of coffee, she jumped right into unpacking and organizing the stuff around the rooms. "So what goes to what rooms, and where do you want things and how?"
Rory seemed like she's had one too many coffees' but Lia knew better, there was no such thing as too much coffee in a day. She was antsy about whatever put her into a bad mood, and wanted to make herself busy while she talked about it. "Well, 1) everything for each room is already in the rooms, in their own boxes. 2 & 3) you know my style, so I don't have to tell you. We can start in here, since it's the biggest room."As she drank her coffee she walked to the open box by the now set up Entertainment Center. It had all the top of the line equipment; Plasma HDTV 45" TV (great for Gilmore girl movie night), 8 Disc DVD Player, High Def BOSE surround sound system that filled the room with speakers scattered all over, and a standing 5 Disc CD Player. She had two slim shelves standing on either side of the Entertainment Center, for all of her DVD's and CD's that they both watched multiple times a week. She started unpacking her DVD collection, and stacking them by the amount of times they watch it.
"Ok so I told you about the whole three stooges yesterday right?" Rory says while taking throw pillows and blankets out of a box, and putting them on different couches and chairs
in the room. Lia had two couches and one loveseat, plus 3 recliners so during; movie nights, studying, or drinking they we're comfortable.
Lia was surprised at why she brought it up, they we're upset how they treated they're friend Marty but there wasn't much they could do about it since they didn't know their names. "Yea, high society at its finest. Adolf would have been proud of the way those three, for taking pleasure in trying to ruin someone's job. Why'd you bring them up for?"
Rory laughed at the use of grandma's nickname, which fit her so well as long as you didn't use it in front of her. "Your right Adolf would be proud, how sad is that? 'Cause I ran into them outside my dorm, apparently one of them got wasted last night and couldn't remember the girl he hooked up with lived. Surprise there! So he thought she lived in my dorm room, and I corrected him. None of them even remembered me, and I got into it with Blondie. Who seemed to be the leader of the stooges, but God he was exactly like Tristan back in High School but worse."
"Wow, and that's pretty hard to do. I mean if you think about it, the only reason Tristan isn't like that now, is 'cause we actually knocked some sense into his brain. Literally, I mean how many times have we hit him upside the head?" Lia smiled at the thought of how many times she's hit her favorite cousin in the head, him deserving each and every one of them. She had taken Rory on spring break on her senior year of Chilton, and they had met up with Tristan. Rory didn't know that, but when they got there Tristan acted different, but still made rude comments that deserved being hit on the back of the head twice be the two of them.
She smiled at the thought of her Spring Break a year and a half ago; she started to wonder what they were going to do this spring break. "I know it's amazing, I lost track after 15 I believe. I actually wanted to smack him upside the head, but chose not to it would cause another meeting between the two of us which I don't want. Though I know it will, eventually we go to the same school so it's bound to happen." She didn't know how right she was, about running into him again. She just didn't know how much of an impact in her life he was going to have, as well as the rest of the stooges.
"Well if he was raised in high society, you know he's learned how to treat people. Mom, Mama, Tristan and myself are exceptions. We knew how to be respectful, though Tristan has forgotten on occasion. Back on topic though, we knew not to take everything given to use for granted. They just pay themselves through all the trouble they get into, with the money they inherited or their parents money." Which was true, Cassandra made sure she taught her, not to take money or anything given to her for granted. Lia worked when she wasn't in school, usually at a restaurant as a chef or at Lorelai and Sookie's Inn as a chef in the kitchen with Sookie.
She knew Lia hated talking about family obligation especially since her mom died, nothing with her and her dad have been the same. Lia had really just cut off any emotion towards her dad when Cassandra died, there was no need to show him any type of emotion he thought it was a weakness to begin with. "I know, really I do. It's just people
like him and his friends, irritate me like no other sometimes I wish I could be more like you, and tell Adolf off for speaking in that kind of tone at someone." Rory gave her, a weak smile.
"You might not be giving it to Adolf, but you're giving to those who aren't your grandmother. I mean honestly, I do it cause I'm right about how she's treating them but I'm also doing it cause I like to see her pale then turn 15 different shades of red." Emily Gilmore never like her, cause she never took her wealth for what it was worth. She hardly ever used her name, when she did it was only in emergencies. She usually made people fearful of her by her demeanor, or she'd talk her way into the perfect situation."I'm proud of you for standing up to them, even if it was for Marty and he shouldn't have let them scare him. They might have money, but his got friends willing to watch his back like us. Yes he doesn't know about our wealth, but I wouldn't even use money to take care of those three."
As they finished in the living area, they moved onto the kitchen. Lia probably had the biggest dorm kitchen on campus, and she knew it was because Lia loved to cook. Rory couldn't help but smile at the coffee machine that was already out on top of the counter closest to bedrooms, so it was close by when she woke up in the morning. "When did you unpack, Sammie?" Coffee is what the two lived off of, but that's another thing you get from growing up with Lorelai Gilmore.
She looked at Rory, gave her a knowing smile. "She was the first thing I unpacked; please tell me Toby isn't still in a box back at your place." Lia gasped, slightly horrified at the thought.
Rory laughed at her best friend, she really was family inside and out. "Of course I unpacked him already, if I didn't that would be breaking like 3 different rules in the book." As part of the family she knew the rules of the Gilmore Girls Rule Book, and she lived by it just like them.
Lia relaxed, and let out a sigh of contentment. "Good, I would have hated it if I had to call Mom. We'd both be getting an ear full, and with all the unpacking needing to be done I don't have the time." She had been calling Lorelai Mom for as long as she could remember, and Lorelai encouraged it especially after Cassandra's death. Lia mostly spent her time home from boarding school in Stars Hollow, a true home for her. She learned everything from Stars Hollow, and she was happiest when there.
The girls finished setting up the kitchen fairly quickly, and started on Lia's room. Lia had already decided that she was going to set up one of the rooms to be Rory's, when or if she needed a place to crash. The other room was really for anyone else, so when they finished Lia's room. Lia sent Rory to the room for guests, 'cause Lia decided she wanted to surprise her with the room, but want to decorate it specially for her in her style. By the time they we're all done it was 6:30, and Lia thought they could unwind at the Pub and hangout with Joe.
"So, I was thinking Pub, which equals Joe. In which equals some Grinders, and food that will help us relax after a long day. What do you say?" Lia knew she could use the drink, but also knew they could just go through her cabinets and order take-out if nothing else.
Rory took a moment to think about the options they had, and decided a drink was in order for the night. "I could use a nice juicy burger, and a few shots." Rory knew Lia was up for anything, it's just how she is and Rory wouldn't like her any other way.
"Alright, let me grab my keys." Lia got her keys from the counter in the kitchen, and saw her spare keys and remembered that she was going to give one to Rory. "Oh hey, I almost forgot. Here's your key, so you never have to knock or wait for me if I'm not here."
"Ah, thank you. I would give you one, but I know you'll stay away as much as possible and I don't blame you." Rory knew she would be here more than at her own place, and for that matter Paris doesn't like Lia because she gave her opinion of her affair with Professor Fleming. Paris wasn't too happy with that, but you couldn't tell Paris anything even if she did ask for your opinion on the subject. Rory didn't have problem with them not talking to each other anyway, now she can go back to feeling like she had a part of Stars Hollow with her and not share it with someone who didn't really understand the craziness of the town.
Lia knew how it felt to have someone to share Stars Hollow with, and she hasn't had the feeling of wanting to share it with anyone for some time now. Tristan was different he was family, and he understood why it was home to her just like it became a home for him. "Let's go, after you." Lia opened the door, and let Rory go through first. Lia tried to think back to the last person special enough to her that she would have shared Stars Hollow with, and she remembered that she had wanted to bring her 10th grade boyfriend home. She never got the chance to, he had got shipped somewhere by his parents.
Rory was thinking about the last guy Lia had brought to Stars Hollow, and she couldn't think of anyone. She realized that Lia hadn't found anyone special enough to share it with, no one who would understand the quirkiness of the town and why she loved it so much. A lot of the guys Lia had dated; didn't understand her quirkiness or her wittiness. She only hoped that Lia found someone soon, cause even though she seemed happy on the outside with just partying and hook up with random guys at times. Rory knew she wasn't happy in the inside, she knew Lia wanted to find someone who challenged her, who understood her quirks and wittiness. Just like Rory wanted to find someone like that too, of course she had found a few but they never lasted they never really got all those things about her either.
The two girls came out of their train of thoughts, as they reached the Pub entrance. They had made it a tradition to make it to the Pub multiple times a week, and it just so happened that today was one of the days they usually came in. The school always had them come a week early to get situated in the dorms, and getting all their books and what not. As they made it into the Pub, they were greeted by the Bartender.
"Hey girls, you all settled in already?" the bartender asked, as the girls walked up to the bar while surveying the tables for an open one.
As Lia spotted their usual table open, she answered his question. "Yep, and now were her for the usual but can we get some of our Grinders to go with that too Joe?" As he nodded, he waved us off to our table and went to put in the order and make the drinks.
Rory slid into left side of the booth, and Lia slid into the right side. Rory had been thinking about talking to Lia about, throwing a party before school starts a big blow out.
"So I was thinking that maybe we could throw a big blow out before school starts, you know it could be like are final goodbye to summer, it could be like our end the school year bash last year." She knew that Lia was going to question why all of a sudden she wanted to throw a party, because usually she would say she needed to study or get a head start since school hasn't started yet, and really right now Rory wasn't ready to talk about what happened the week she had left due to her father's request.
"Are you feeling okay?" Lia said with a light laugh, she knew something happened that week she was gone for a business trip for her father. "Ok if we're going to do this, we're doing it bigger than the one we had for the end of school party." She decided to just concentrate on the party, besides it's not like she hasn't keep some things to herself. She never has told anyone why she really decided to take a year off after her freshman year at Harvard, and then a year later transfer to Yale. Lorelai and Rory knew there was a reason, but knew they shouldn't push for details if she wasn't ready to talk about it.
Rory smiled a knowing look at her, Rory had known something had happened back at Harvard. She just didn't know what, she was pretty sure no one knew unless you were there for whatever had happened then. "Ok, that actually sounds like a great idea." As ideas started forming in each other's head, Joe came by with their food and drinks.
"There you go ladies, I'm already working on some more Grinders and you usual drinks of the night. Anything else you want?" Joe asked, he had the privilege to get to know them last year. They had come in from a long day of school, and had looked beat. He had asked them what they'd like from the bar, fully knowing neither of them were 21 yet. It was college though, and figured it wouldn't take long for them to get wasted and go home. Boy was he surprised, he had been watching them drink for about 3 hours and neither of them where drunk.
Rory smiled at Joe, he was like a third dad to them. He always took care of them, and sometimes he'd get on their cases about their coffee addiction. "I'm good for now, thanks Joe. How about you Lia, do you need anything else?" She was still planning in her head, and noticed that she was only half concentrating.
"Food wise I'm good, but do you think I could get a sheet of paper and a pen maybe?" She was having idea after idea pop in her head, and wanted to write it all down before she forgot. She was sure Rory had several ideas too, so they'd have to work the details out together.
"Yea, I'll be right back with for you." Joe knew when she was in planning mode, and since he knew school didn't start till next week it had to be a party. He knew not to ask questions about what they happen to get into at them, but have heard around the Pub when the students come in. That they throw the best ones, even better then the three boys who come in here all the time, they use to throw them their freshman and sophomore year."Here you go, and the rest of your drinks. Just wave over at me when you need more, I'll make it and bring it all over." He said giving them their piece of paper and pen, he smiled at the two girls proud of what they have accomplished in the past year.
Lia and Rory both smiled at Joe, and began to engulf their food. One thick juicy double cheeseburger for each of them, Lia with curly fries and ketchup, Rory with regular fries and ketchup, and 3 shots of Coffee Grinder and 3 shots of B-52 each plus one Long Island Iced Tea for Lia and one Blue Bahama for Rory.
Half way through the meal, and 3 shots and half of their regular drink, they started talking about the party details. "Ok so since this is going to be bigger than our blow out in May, I was thinking it could be a two day thing. We start Saturday night end sometime Monday morning, and we can rent out Club Alize for it. It has 3 floors, there's a stage on the first floor and I was thinking we could see if Lane and them would like to play. We can also look for some other local bands, and book them to play that night and Sunday night. Get projectors and camera men for different shifts, and have them put up white board on every wall on the 2nd and 3rd floor, so that everyone can see live performances and feel like they're there. Plus, we'd have to focus on getting different DJ's again for different shifts."
"That actually sounds pretty good, but will the club agree I mean it's a Saturday and that's one of their biggest nights. Oh, and you can sing a few songs here and there, I know you've at least written 2 maybe 3 new songs." Rory was still amazed by the many talents that Lia had: she was an amazing cook, she played; guitar, piano, and bass. She had the perfect voice for singing, which she did either it be to a song on the radio or a song of her own. She wrote songs, articles for the paper, poetry, and she even had written a short novel that is worthy of publishing but she won't, saying that it's just for fun and reliving memories of living in Stars Hollow, her mother, and of two best friends for life.
She knew her best friend was right about her writing a few new songs lately, but she didn't know if she wanted to since any of them. The old ones she's sang she didn't mind, but the few new ones she's written were a little too personal to share still. "I can work in a few songs throughout the two days, we can take day trip to see mom and I can grab my guitar and keyboard. We can even have lunch or something at pops, and catch up with Lane and ask her if she'd be up for it. Actually how about tomorrow, that way we leave Lane and them enough time to get ready." They had agreed to go to Stars Hollow the next day, and so they finished their food, and had about two more rounds of drinks before going back to Lia's dorm for the night, since they were going to leave in the morning.