In the square, Lorelai, Rory, and Lauren are walking to the diner. Lorelai has a bandage wrapped around her hand.

"It still hurts!" She complains.

"Do you needs stitches?" Rory asks, examining the wrapped hand.

"Probably."

"We should go to a doctor." Lauren tells them.

"No. No doctors." Lorelai begs. "You go into a hospital, you don't come out again!" She says, dramatically.

"Well said, Ida Morgenstern." Rory says, rolling her eyes.

"I'm starving. I need pancakes."

"Can I just ask what you were doing?" Lauren asks, curiously.

"I thought I was being a self-sufficient woman."

"But you hate ladders and heights." Lauren reminds her mom.

"We needed our rain gutters cleaned."

"Well, hire somebody." Rory suggests.

"Oh, well, aren't we suddenly a Rockefeller." Lorelai says a little surprised.

"Well, it's better than you killing yourself."

"Yeah, I need you for a least a few more years, Mom." Lauren tells her.

Lorelai sighs and dramatic sigh. "I'm fine. I'm just being dramatic. It's what I do."

"No more ladders." Lauren tells her sternly.

"I promise."

"Okay."

Lorelai peeks inside her bandage. "I think I have gangrene."

"You do not." Rory says, also taking a peek.

"And vertigo."

"Oh, boy."

"One leg feels shorter than the other."

Lauran and Rory glance at eachother. "This is gonna be the Vanity Fair paper-cut incident all over again." Rory tells her littler sister.

Lorelai opens the bandage to get a better look at it and gasps. "Wow."

"Leave your bandage alone."

"Look, it's turning purple, but a really glowy purple! Look!" Lorelai says, trying to show Rory and Lauren her hand.

"No, thanks." Rory grimaces.

"I'll look." Lauren says happily as she pulls Lorelai's arm down to get a better look at her mom's hand. "Hey, maybe our rain gutters are radioactive or made out of some kind of alien metal so that when you cut your hand, you got infected with an extraterrestrial substance which is altering your internal makeup."

Lorelai gasps. "Maybe I'll turn into a superhero!"

Rory shakes her head. "No more Smallville for you both."

"Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and suddenly be able to shower really fast."

"We'll go pick out your cape after breakfast." Rory tells her mom as she ushers Lorelai and Lauren into Luke's.

Inside, Lorelai and her girls sit down at a table.

"Oh, God. I'm starving." Lorelai says dramatically. "Must be from the loss of blood."

"Yes, that must be it." Rory dramatically says back.

"I'm getting pancakes with a side of pancakes." Lorelai smiles. "Where's Luke?"

Lauren shrugs as they look around the diner. "I don't know. Storage room?"

Lorelai turns and sees Caesar in the kitchen. "Oh, no." She groans.

"Why is Caesar cooking?" Rory complains.

"I don't know."

"That's bad."

"His pancakes stink." Lauren tells them. "So do we resort to donuts?"

"Wait here." Lorelai gets up and sneaks up the stairs to Luke's apartment. When she reaches the door she knocks. "Hey, Luke, are you in there?" She hears a faint ow inside. "Luke, are you okay?"

"Stupid lamp!" He yells from inside.

"Hey, Luke, are you being attacked by your possessions again?" Luke opens the door. He has a sock just hanging out on his shoulder. "Hi."

"Hey."

"What're you doing?"

"I'm looking for my supply ledger."

"Is it going well?"

"It's going fine."

"You have a sock on your shoulder." Luke looks at his shoulder. "Is it helping you look?"

Luke grabs the sock and backs back into the apartment. "What're you doing up here?"

Lorelai follows him. "Rory, Lauren, and I are starving. We need you to cook us breakfast." She says as she closes the door behind her. She looks around and sees the apartment looking a complete mess. "Oh, my God."

"Caesar can make you breakfast."

"What happened to this place?"

"Nothing."

"This is what I always pictures the inside of my head to look like." Lorelai says as she walks further into the apartment.

"See if you can find a brown leather ledger." Luke says to her as he continues to look as well.

"I've never seen so much stuff. It looks like a white-trash Hearst Castle."

Luke knew Lorelai wasn't going to be much help. "I'll find it myself."

"Where'd all this stuff come from?"

"Jess. Liz shipped the rest of his stuff last week." Luke tells her. "He finally unpacked it."

"He did a very nice job." She says sarcastically.

"I know, it's crazy now, but I just have to get it all organized figure out where to put everything, buy another dresser, a portable wardrobe, some storage bins."

"A can of gasoline, box of matches."

"Did I mention Caesar can cook you breakfast?" Luke says getting annoyed.

Lorelai smiles. "But he doesn't make the good, fluffy pancakes like you do."

"Then order eggs."

"No." Lorelai says like it was a sin or something. She picks up her hand to show Luke the bandage. "See, I had a near-death experience today."

"Really?"

"Yes. I almost fell off the roof trying to clean the rain gutters, so I have to have pancakes. Please?" She begs. "I'll help you shower when I become a superhero."

The bathroom door opens and Jess walks out. "You've been in there for two hours." Luke says with frustration.

"Yeah, well, my hair just ain't bouncing and behaving today." Jess tells him as he walks passed the two.

"There are other people living here, too."

"Huh, learn something new everyday." Jess grabs a few books and walks out.

Lorelai turns back to Luke. "Well, his people skills are really improving."

Luke points to the door. "Go downstairs. I'll be there as soon as I can."

Luke grabs Lorelai by the shoulder and leads her towards the door. "How long is that?"

"I don't know."

"An estimate."

"I don't know."

"Ball park figure. Off the top of your head."

"Will you-"

"Did I mention I almost fell off my roof!?"

"I'd lie down if I could find the bed."

As Lorelai is walking and looking around she sees exactly what Luke's been looking for. She picks it up and shows him. "Hm. Is this what you're looking for?" She asks.

"Great. Thank you." Luke reaches for it, but Lorelai holds it up, away from him.

"Not unless you make the pancakes."

"Give me the book."

"Give me the pancake!"

Giving up Luke finally just walks to the door himself. "Come on."

"Thank you."

Lorelai opens the door. "You sure you weren't almost pushed off the roof of your house today?" Lorelai laughs as they walk out.

Later that day, Lorelai and Rory are walking down the sidewalk in the square. They were going pick Lauren up from Elizabeth's then they were going to Luke's.

"I think I'm finally ready to get a tattoo." Lorelai smiles.

"Oh, please." Rory rolls her eyes not believing her "Mom, you've been saying that for five years."

"But I mean it this time."

"Fine. What are you getting?" Rory asks.

"Mel Brooks."

"Why?"

Lorelai looks at her daughter. "What do you mean 'why?' The 2000 Year Old Man, Young Frankenstein, Silent Movie. You don't think Mel has earned the right to have his face on my butt?"

"I am so sorry, Mel."

"Oh, he'll love it. Trust me." Lorelai and Rory walk up to Elizabeth's porch and ring the doorbell. Elizabeth answers it and she is laughing hysterically at something which makes Rory and Lorelai laugh.

"Oh, hey, Lorelai. Hey, Rory." Elizabeth says.

"Hey, Liz. We're here to pick up Lauren." Lorelai tells the girl.

"Okay." Elizabeth says, still laughing. "I'll get her." Elizabeth turns away and Lorelai and Rory walk into the house.

"Should I be surprised that her mom isn't here?" Lorelai asks her oldest.

Rory shakes her head. "I never am."

"Lauren, you're mom and sister are here!" Elizabeth yells as she walks into the kitchen.

Lorelai and Rory follows Elizabeth and when they walk in they see Lauren sitting on the floor, holding a towel on her arm. "Hey, kid." Lorelai says when she sees her youngest. "What are you doing on the floor?"

"What happened to your arm?" Rory asks.

"Hey." Lauren says quietly. "Uh..." She hesitates. She didn't want to tell her mom what happened.

"She fell." Elizabeth answers for her. "It was so funny. I mean, not the getting hurt part, but the following and taking everything down with her was pretty hilarious."

"It was funny. But I'm hurt." Lauren sighs as she looks up sadly at her mom and sister.

Lorelai and Rory walks quickly to Lauren and kneel down next to her. "What did you do?" Lorelai asks as she pulls the towel off of Lauren's arm, but she quickly puts it back when she sees a lot of blood. "What the hell happened, kid!?" Lorelai panics.

"I'm fine, Mom. I was just trying to get something, and I slipped. I kinda slipped and hit a knife."

"You stabbed yourself!" Rory yells.

Lauren rolls her eyes. "I didn't stab myself, Rory. The knife stabbed me."

Lorelai was suddenly not in the mood to know exactly what happened. She just knew her kid was just stabbed in the arm with a knife. "Okay, let me look at it again. Elizabeth, do you have any bandages?"

"Yeah, I think in my mom's room. I'll got get it." Elizabeth runs out of the kitchens and goes upstairs.

"I'm okay, Mom. I promise. It only hurts a little." Lauren goes to stand up and in the process she moves her arm out. She hurries and tucks it back into her stomach. "And a lot when I move it." Lauren groans in pain.

Lorelai takes Lauren's arm and starts examining it. The blood wouldn't stop coming out so she took Lauren over to the sink to rinse it to see how deep the wound is. "Can't you and Elizabeth ever do normal things when you guys are together? Like read a book. You two are always getting into trouble." Rory tells her.

"We are not like you and Lane." Lauren reminds her. "We like to have fun."

"Yeah, well, look where that fun got you." Lorelai tells her as she wipes the blood.

Elizabeth runs back in holding a first aide kit. "At least my mom always keeps this around." Elizabeth says as she hands Lorelai the kit.

"The wound isn't deep. I don't think you need stitches. We can just bandage this up and you should be good to go." Lorelai says as she begins grabbing the tape and bandage.

"Hey, Mom, we are twins!" Lauren says, happily, nodding over to Lorelai's hand that is bandage as well.

"Hey, maybe you will turn into a superhero, too." Rory jokes.

Lauren's eyes get wide. "Hey, we can fight crime."

Lorelai shakes her head. "You have quite the imagination. Alright, you're all done. Where's your mom, Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth looks around. "Uh, I'm not sure exactly. But she always comes home before 12 so it's all good."

Lauren looks up at her mom cause she knew Lorelai was worried. She was always worried. "Well, we were just on our way to get rocky road hot fudge sundaes and some whipped cream, if you want to join us."

Elizabeth shakes her head. "Oh, I'm good. But thanks for letting Lauren come over."

"Alright." Lorelai says, as she and her girls walk towards the front door. "Call us if you need us."

"Always." Elizabeth smiles and waves them off.

As they are coming down the porch Lauren is holding her arm. "Hey, stunt girl. Do you think you can handle a couple more hours until we get home?"

"Yeah, I can hang." Lauren says as they walk passed Luke's.

Lorelai stops when she sees Luke sitting at a table, watching something on a really small tv. "What's he doing?"

"What is that?" Lauren asks when notices the small tv in front of him.

"Hey, you two go get the ice cream and make sure they give us maraschino cherries."

"Okay. Come on, cripple." Rory says, leading Lauren away.

"Now you're going to make fun of me?" Lauren asks.

In the diner, Lorelai walks. Luke turns around and is surprised to see her.

"Hey." She says.

"What are you doing?"

"Rory and I just picked up Lauren, and now we're on our way home to eat something you wouldn't approve of."

"Sounds good."

"What are you doing?"

"Uh, watching tv." Luke points to the small tv in front of him.

"Oh, wow. That's cute." She says, looking at it. "Is it the first time it's been away from its mother?"

"It's a very good tv."

"Mm. Black and white, coat hanger antenna, really bad reception."

"It's fine."

"Don't you have a fully grown tv upstairs?" She asks him.

"Yeah, well, Jess is upstairs."

"So?"

"So when Jess is upstairs that means the stereo's blaring and the place is a mess. I just need a little privacy." Luke explains.

"So you came downstairs to sit on an uncomfortable chair in an empty diner that smells like onion rings."

"Yes."

"Calgon take me away!"

"It was very peaceful until two minutes ago." He tells her as she sits down next to him.

"Hey, Luke, did you ever think that maybe you should get a bigger apartment?"

"I don't need a bigger apartment."

"That place upstairs was your father's office. You made it an apartment. It wasn't meant to be lived in."

"It's fine."

"It's too small for two people. It's too small for one person if they have any kind of life."

"We'll make do. We just need to-"

"No, you don't need to organize. You need to move."

"I like my apartment."

"It's not just your apartment. Jess lives there also." Lorelai reminds the grump.

"Jess is fine."

"Are you sure? He could be pinned under a box for a year in that place and you wouldn't know it until the neighbors started to complain about the smell."

Rory and Lauren walk in holding their ice creams. "Hi, Luke." Rory says when they enter.

"Rory. Perfect. Get her out of here."

"Oh, okay, fine. I'm leaving." Lorelai says. "Think about what I said." Lorelai stands up and grabs her ice cream from Lauren.

"Oh, hey, did you ever hire anybody to do that work for you?"

"What?"

"The rain gutters?"

"Oh, yeah." Lorelai lies as she points to Lauren. "Lauren did them."

Luke looks at Lauren who is smiling at him until he notices the bandage that has blood on it on her arm. "What they hell, Lorelai? What did you do to her?" He panics as he looks at Lauren's arm.

Lauren starts laughing. "Luke, Mom's lying. I didn't clean the gutters. I fell at Elizabeth's."

"Oh, thank god." He says letting out a breath of relief.

"So, are you offering to clean my gutters, Luke?" Lorelai asks.

"No, I was actually thinking about Jess."

Lorelai hesitates for a moment. "Oh, Jess."

"He's always looking for a little extra cash. He doesn't make that much here, and I hate to think of where else he might try to get it. I mean, you don't have to pay him the same as you would someone else. You save a little. He keeps busy."

Lorelai smiles. "Yeah, well, maybe. I actually have to check with a couple of people that I'm supposed to hear from, but if they can't do it, then, sure."

"Great. Just let me know."

"I will. Bye." Lorelai opens the door and they all three walk out.

"So, who are all these people you asked to clean out our gutters?" Rory asks her mom as soon as the door closes.

"Oh, well, you know."

"I do?"

"Yeah."

"Remind me?"

"Okay, there's Cid." Lorelai makes up a name.

"Mom we don't know a Cid." Lauren tells her.

"Oh, and there's Moose, if Doris will let him out of the house again, you know, after that incident at Chicky's bachelor party."

"Mom, I thought you said you were gonna give Jess a chance."

Lorelai sighs and looks at both her girls sad and concern faces. "I am."

"Then why don't you hire him?" Rory asks.

"I'm just..not very comfortable with him, Rory."

"Well, try and get comfortable."

"Mom, he really helped me. We need to help him." Lauren tells her.

"Well, I don't know if I can."

"But you said-"

"I know what I said, but I can't help it."

"How many times do we have to tell you-" Rory starts.

"That I don't know the real Jess?" Lorelai finishes for her.

"You don't."

"Fine, I don't know him, but I'm not too fond of his stand-in."

"People are different once you get to know them. And, you remember, you weren't too fond of Luke at first."

"That's not true."

"You called him Duke for two years to make him mad." Lauren reminds her.

"And let me tell you, it worked." Lorelai smirks.

"But then you guys talked and eventually, time went by. Now you love him." Rory tells her. "We're just asking you to give Jess that same chance."

Lorelai stops walking and gives her daughters both a serious look. "Rory, you like him. Lauren, you like him. But I don't have to like him."

"Please." Lauren and Rory both say, begging.

"Can I at least call him Tess for awhile?"

"You've give him the job?" Lauren asks, hopeful.

"I'll give him the job." Lorelai says.

"Thank you." Rory says.

"You're welcome." They start walking again, but as they are walking, Lorelai gets in front of Rory and stares hard at her. "Tell me something."

"What?"

"Why is it so important to you that I like him? I know why Lauren wants me to, but why you?"

"Well..." Lorelai smirks because she could tell that her daughter likes him even thought she knew she would never admit it because of Dean. "I just think that he's Luke's nephew, and we like Luke, and we eat at Luke's everyday, we see Jess when we eat there everyday, and that it just might make things nicer if you liked him." Rory explains.

Lorelai nods. "And that's the only reason? It's all about Luke and the diner?"

"Yes."

"It's got nothing to do with you."

"No."

"So you and Jess aren't...friends?"

"Well, yeah, we're friends."

"Uh huh." Lorelai says, waiting for more."

"I mean, we're not good friends, but we're friends. We're friendly. But that doesn't mean that we're friend in the traditional Webster's Dictionary definition of 'friends.'"

"Riiight."

"'Friendish' might be a better term."

"Okay. 'Friendish.' Got it."

"Mom, can we get home before my arm falls off?" Lauren begs. She was tired of all this Jess talk.

"Yeah, we have to change your bandage." Lorelai says as she puts her arm around her daughter.

The next morning, Lorelai let Lauren go back to Elizabeth's. Why? She wasn't sure. But she sorta felt bad for Elizabeth always being alone and Lauren was a good friend always wanting to be there, so Lorelai had to be a good mom and let her daughter be there for her friend. So, while Lauren is away, Lorelai was bored and was now sitting in her living room playing with her new alarm clock.

Rory walks in. "Mom?" She calls out.

"Come here. Come here. Come here." Lorelai says, quickly.

"I'm here." Rory rushes into the living room. "What's the matter?"

"Sit. Sit. Sit." Lorelai sets the alarm clock back on the table. "Okay, that should do it."

"Do what?"

"Wait." Lorelai says, as she stares at the clock.

"What are we waiting for?"

"Patience, grasshopper."

They wait a little longer. "Are we close?"

"Very close." A few seconds later. "Getting closer."

"Should I get chips?"

"Ready? And.." The clock turns to four and it starts squealing like a pig making Lorelai laugh.

"The clock is grunting."

Lorelai turns it off. "This is a state-of-the-art CD clock radio that enable you to wake up to the barnyard animal of your choice."

"That is great." Rory says very impressed.

"I have selected the Perky Piggies. You might choose the Cheery Chickens, or Lauren may choose the Goofy Goats."

"This is as close to a farm as I wanna get."

"Amen, sister-friend."

Someone starts knocking on the door. "I'll get it." Rory gets up and goes to the door. She opens it and Jess tosses a cd to her.

"Here." He says.

"The Shag?" She asks, showing him.

"Trust me."

"Okay. You're very punctual."

Jess walks in. "Yeah, well, it was this or continue apartment hunting with Luke." He says, while closing the door.

"You're moving?"

"I don't know. Luke flipped out last night. The next thing I know, he's dragging me all over town, measuring square footage. It's crazy."

"A new place might be nice. More space. Maybe you'll get your own room."

Jess looks at Rory's hair. "You changed your hair?"

"What?"

"Your hair looks different."

"Segue's not your thing, huh?" She asks, awkwardly.

"Is it?"

"No, I wear it like this a lot. Why?"

"Just looks different."

"Oh. Bad different?"

Jess smirks, but before he can saying anything Lorelai starts yelling. "Hey, ducks!" She says.

They turn around when they hear quacking coming from the living room. "We just got a new alarm clock." Rory tells him.

"Bet I know the lead story in tomorrow's Stars Hollow Gazette." He jokes.

Lorelai walks in very excited. "Hey, did you hear the ducks because they are great. Jess, you're here. Terrific."

Rory looks at Lorelai to see if she was going to say anything else, but suddenly her mom and Jess turned mute. "So, would you like to come in?" Rory asks him, gesturing towards the living room.

"Oh, yeah. Come on in." Lorelai tells him. "Sorry, I was just so excited about the ducks that, uh, do you want something to drink?" Lorelai walks to the kitchen, and Rory follows, leaving Jess standing in the foyer. "You have good timing, cause we shopped yesteday, and in addition to a case of Maybelline Fresh Lash mascara..." Jess enters the kitchen where Lorelai is opening the fridge. "I also bought some of that new freaky Coke with the lemon in it. It's very addictive."

Rory looks over a Jess. She could tell her was feeling weird. "You can sit, you know?"

"No, thanks."

"So, Jess, what's new?" Lorelai asks.

"Not much."

"Jess and Luke are looking for an apartment." Rory tells her mom.

"Oh! You guys see anything good yet?"

"Nope."

"You know, there's some really cool places over on Peach, or on Plum. Orange. Basically, any of your fruit named streets are pretty nice." Lorelai chuckles. Lorelai turns around and smiles at Rory before walking back to the table. "Okay, I guess you should get started. Um, there's a ladder right out front and some buckets and gloves and stuff on the porch. If you need anything else just walk against the wind."

Rory was annoyed with Jess because she could tell that her mom was really trying hard and Jess wasn't trying at all. He kept answering Lorelai with one words, but whenever he talked with Rory he said whole sentences. "Come on. I'll show you." Rory says.

Jess walks out the back door and Rory and Lorelai look at eachother. Lorelai shrugs. "I'm trying."

"Keep it up." Rory walks out and goes over to Jess who is looking through the bucket of stuff. "Question."

"Yes?"

"You come over. You seem to have a very firm grasp of the English language. You put together several full sentences using a couple of words that contain two or more syllables. And then my mother appears, and suddenly, we need a thought bubble over your head to understand what you're thinking. Why?" Rory was now very agitated with Jess, and she didn't want to be. She wanted Jess to feel comfortable in her home.

"The verbal thing comes and goes."

"I would really appreciate it if you would try to get along with my mom."

"I took the coke."

"I know."

"Personally, I think it's a little crazy to put lemon in Coke, but I took it anyhow."

Rory sighs in frustration. "Stop it."

"Stern face." Jess teases.

"Look, I went out on a limb for you..." Rory follows Jess down the steps. "..trying to get my mom to give you the benefit of the doubt. Okay? So, I don't think it would hurt you to try to be nice."

"Why?"

"Why?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because she's my mom and she's a friend of Luke's."

"So?"

"What do you mean 'so?'"

"Because she's your mom or Luke's friend doesn't mean I have to get along with her."

"Jess, my mother is a great person. She's also my best friend in the world. So if you about me or Lauren at all, you will consider that and be mildly polite to her."

"What makes you think I care about you?"

"I don't mean care, like 'care.' I mean if you like me or my sister at all...not 'like,' like." Rory stutters making Jess smile. "I just meant that if you think of me remotely as the sort of person that you could occasionally stand to talk to then you will try to get along with my mom." Jess just stares at her, making Rory even more annoyed. "You care about Lauren!" She finally yells, growing very frustrated with herself and Jess.

Jess laughs. "Yeah, I do. Whatever. I will. Okay?"

"Okay?"

"I can't guarantee that it'll work, but I'll try."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. I should probably get to work."

"Right. Sorry. Go ahead." Rory turns back around and goes into the house, leaving Jess outside to get started on the gutters.

By the library, Dean is sitting on a stoop, looking very bored, surrounded by all kinds of books when Rory walks over and hands him another one.

"Inherit the Wind. Seventy-five cents." She tells him.

"Great."

Rory sits down next to him. "Now, here's a copy of Rilke's Letters to a Young Poet which I already have, but in hardback. This is paperback. It fits perfectly in a coat pocket, and it's only $1. I'm torn. Opinions?"

"Get it."

"You look bored."

"I'm fine."

"You sure you don't want to look? They have great stuff."

"I looked."

"For five minutes."

"No, I looked for twenty minutes, and then I stopped and you continued for another two hours."

Rory smirks and punches him playfully in the arm. "It has not been that long." Dean lifts his arm and shows Rory the time on his watch. "Oh, sorry."

"No big deal."

"Let's go." Rory starts grabbing her books.

"Are you done?"

"Yeah, I've looked enough."

"You're not done." Dean laughs.

"No, I'm fine, really. Let's go."

"Rory, stop it. You want to keep looking. I know you."

"No, I want to hang out with you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'll just pay for these, and then we can go."

"I thought we could go see The Lord of the Rings again." Dean suggests.

"Oh, okay." Rory says, not really interested.

"What?"

"Nothing." She says, grabbing the rest of her books.

"I thought you loved The Lord of the Rings."

"I do."

"You said you wanted to see it 100 times."

"Yes, and we're being very literal these days."

"Fine. We'll see something else."

"Lord of the Rings is fine. Can you help me with these?" She asks as she walks away and goes over to the register.

"Wow. You made it like a bandit." Gypsy tells her as she looks all the books Rory is carrying.

"Well, you've got great stuff this year." She says while Dean walks up.

"Hey, did you see the astronomy section over there?"

Rory looks over. "Oh, yeah." She says, trying not to look like she wanted to go.

"You didn't find anything?" Gypsy asks a little surprised.

"Nope." Rory lies.

"Wait. I didn't see you look over there." Dean tells her.

"I did."

"Go look."

"I told you, I'm done."

Dean sighs and shakes his head at Rory's stubborness. He then notices Rory's bracelet isn't on her wrist when she picks up her jacket. "Hey, where's your bracelet?"

"What?" Rory looks confused and looks down at her arm.

"You're not wearing your bracelet. Where is it?"

Rory feels around her arm to make sure her bracelet really wasn't there. She never remembered taking it off. "Oh. I took it off." She lies.

"Why?"

"Well, because I got this weird rash on my wrist."

"From the bracelet?"

"No, just a fluke thing. Actually, I think my Spanish midterm gave it to me."

"Oh." Dean breathes out in relief.

"But it's getting better. It's almost gone."

"Good."

"And as soon as it's completely gone, that bracelet goes right back on." Rory says, nervously.

Dean pulls Rory away from the register. "So, uh, compromise."

"What?"

"You go look at the astronomy section, we'll see Lord of the Rings, and on the way home, we'll rent Autumn in New York and mock it for the rest of the afternoon."

"With full on impressions?"

"Yes."

"Deal." Rory smiles. "I just want to see if they have some stuff for Lauren."

"Go. I'll wait here." Dean promises. Rory gives him an unsure look before she goes. "Smiling. Not at all bored."

Rory kisses Dean and quickly runs over to the table.

At Elizabeth's, Lauren and Elizabeth are sitting around the kitchen bar, doing homework, and eating.

"So, it's Saturday." Elizabeth says, looking up at Lauren, curiously.

Lauren continues to write, not taking her eyes off her paper. "Yeah? And?"

Elizabeth throws her pencil down. "It's Saturday, Lauren. Why are we sitting in the house doing homework on a Saturday!?"

Lauren looks up. "Because it's Saturday and there's nothing else to do in Stars Hollow. Plus, we need to finish this paper."

"We can do it tomorrow." Elizabeth takes Lauren's books away before Lauren can write again.

"Elizabeth!"

Elizabeth stands up. "Lauren, let's do something fun. We can finish the paper tomorrow. Hey, my mom won't be home until late tonight. Probably after midnight. Let's go snoop around."

Lauren looks nervously at Elizabeth. "Liz, you know we're not around in your mom's room. If it was my mom's room, sure, yeah, but not your's. Remember when we were little and she caught us in there doing our make-up? She freaked and wouldn't let me come over for days."

Elizabeth rolls her eyes. "Don't be so scared, Lauren. We're older now. And my mom's never around. Please." She begs her best friend.

Lauren thinks about it and smirks. "Let's go." She jumps off the stool and she and Elizabeth run for the stairs.

Back at the house, Lorelai walks into the kitchen and heads straight to the refridgerator. It was getting close to lunch and she was starving. So, she takes out the leftover Chinese food and sets it on the table. She grabs a plate, and starts walking towards the table, but stops when she hears the banging on top of the roof. Lorelai looks down at the plate and figures it may be a good idea to try the whole Jess thing again. Lorelai walks down the side stairs.

"Jess!" She yells. Jess continues to bang the gutters, not hearing Lorelai. She finally comes into his view. "Hey, Jess!" She yells again.

Jess stops and looks at her. "Sorry. Too loud?"

"Oh, no, it's fine. It's just that I got a ton of leftover Chinese food in the kitchen, and I thought you'd like some lunch."

"No, thanks."

"Okay." Lorelai smiles and goes to walk away.

Jess starts to work again, but stops when he remembers what Rory said to him. "Chinese sounds great." He yells, changing his mind.

Lorelai turns back around a bit surprised. "Really?"

"If you're sure you have enough."

"There's plenty." Lorelai chuckles at the thought of not having enough take-out. "We decided to take on the chicken column last night."

"Ambitious."

"Well, it's all out on the table, so come in when you're ready."

"I'm ready now."

"Okay. Then I'll see you inside." Lorelai walks back inside and grabs another plate for Jess. Jess walks in and looks around on the table at the food. "So, basically, everything here is chicken. You've got garlic chicken, Kung Pao chicken, Szechwan chicken, chicken in brown sauce, which looks like the Szechwan chicken except it's got these peppers, and if you eat them, you die. Plate?"

Jess puts his hands up. "I thought I'd..."

"Oh. Soap's on the counter." Lorelai points to the sink.

Jess walks over and starts cleaning his hands. "So, when was the last time you had those gutters cleaned?"

"It's been awhile."

"Yeah, I found an 'I like Ike' bumper sticker up there."

"Is it really bad?"

"It won't be by tomorrow."

Jess dries his hands and walks back over to Lorelai who hands him a plate and a fork. "I like hearing that." She says with a smile.

"So, you guys aren't too hot on vegetables." He notices.

"What are you talking about? There's green peppers in the Kung Pao."

"My mistake."

"So are you a healthy eater like Luke?" Lorelai asks him while they fix their plates.

"No." He says, quickly. "No one's a healthy eater like Luke. Euell Gibbons wasn't a healthy eater like Luke."

"Wow. It's been ages since I heard a good Euell Gibbons reference."

"Many part of the pine tree are edible."

"Right."

"That's right." Lorelai agrees. "Wonder what the research process was like to get that information."

"I'd say fairly painful."

"Here." Lorelai takes Jess' plate and goes put it in the microwave to heat up. "So, how's school?"

Jess sits down. "It's still there."

"You on any teams or anything?"

Jess shakes his head. "No. No. No."

Lorelai sits down next to him and laughs. "Not a jersery guy?"

"Definitely not a jersey guy. Though the thought of throwing a ball at some jock's head isn't entirely unappealing." They stay quiet for a few seconds. "Look, I'm not really good at this small-talk thing." Jess says, honestly.

Lorelai shrugs. "You're doing okay."

Jess smirks and just looks on, waiting for his food, but then a hysterical Rory burst through the front door. "Mom!" She yells.

Lorelai looks up in worry at her daughter's screams. "Right here. What?" She asks, as she quickly makes her way over to her daughter. Rory is in the foyer looking through all the coat pockets that are hanging up.

"Mom!" Rory yells again.

Lorelai runs over. "What's going on?"

"I don't know where it is." Rory tells her, panicking.

"What?"

"My bracelet. It's gone."

"What are you talking about?"

Rory runs into the living room. "How could I lose my bracelet?" She says, not believing that she went this long without noticing.

Lorelai follows her. "Honey, tell me which bracelet. Maybe I stole it from you, or Lauren. You know how she likes to take your stuff."

"Dean's bracelet."

"The one he made you?"

"Yes."

"It's gone? Where?"

"I don't know where." Rory says, flinging her arms dramatically as she searches some more. "If I knew where, I would have it.

"Well, when did you first notice it was gone?"

"When he pointed out I wasn't wearing it."

Lorelai gasps. "What did you say?"

"That I had a rash and had to take it off until it healed."

Lorelai watches as Rory looks through all the cushions of each chair and the couch. "Nice save, Gretzky."

"It's not here. It's not here!"

"Okay. Let's retrace your steps. When was the last time you remember wearing it?"

Rory tries to think. "Um..I don't know."

"Think hard. Yesterday?"

"I don't know." Rory repeats.

"The day before?"

"I don't know."

"The day before that?"

"Yeah."

"Really!?"

"No. I don't remember. I can't remember. Help me move the couch."

Lorelai follows Rory to the couch and they push it back. "What about your locker at school?"

"I don't know why it would be there. I never take it off at school. I never take it off at all."

"Anything?"

"Just Grandma's pen." She picks up.

"Leave it there."

"Why?"

"It makes like fun."

They stand back up. "I'm gonna freak out." Rory whines.

"We'll find it." Lorelai assures her.

"I'm going to have to tell Dean that I lost it."

"Let's not go there yet."

"He made it for me."

"He'll make another one."

"But he's going to be mad."

"He'll understand."

"How do you know?"

"Um, looking at the track record all signs point to it. Did you look in your room?"

"No." Rory runs towards her room.

"I'll check the car, and don't worry. If worst comes worst, and we can't find it, we'll follow Dean to work, hide behind the cantaloupes..." Lorelai walks to the front door and grabs her jacket. "...jump him, blind him, and he'll never find out."

"As long as we have a plan!" Rory yells.

Outside, Lorelai runs out. Jess is standing on the side of the house, still working on the gutters when he watches Lorelai search the car.

Back at Elizabeth's, Lauren and Elizabeth are up in Liz's mom's room, snooping around. Elizabeth sits down on the floor and opens up her mom's nightstand. From across the room, Lauren looks at her friend with a worried look.

"I don't think you should be going through that." Lauren tells her.

Elizabeth rolls her eyes and opens the drawer anyway. "It's fine. She'll never find out." Elizabeth pulls out random stuff, a book, some pens, paper, a notebook, calendar, and..."Oh, hey, some mints." She says showing Lauren. Lauren runs over and sits down next to Elizabeth, while Elizabeth hands her a mint. "She has nothing good in here. I'm going to check the closets." Elizabeth stands up and runs to her mom's closet, leaving Lauren sitting there looking at all the stuff Liz dragged out. She picks up the bottle that the 'mints' came out of and starts reading it.

"Oh, no." She whispers with wide eyes.

At the Inn, Lorelai wasn't due to be at work, but she wanted to help her daughter out so she went to look for the bracelet. Lorelai is at the front desk, on the floor, looking all around, with Michel standing above her.

"What is this?" He asks, looking through the mail.

"Let me see." Michel puts the envelope closer to her. "Maintenance."

"Are you going to be down there long?"

"Uh, I just want to make sure Rory's bracelet didn't get kicked behind something."

"And so earlier when you asked me to look for the bracelet and I told you I did look, and I did not find it, you..."

"Just decided to double-check." Lorelai tells him.

"Yes, though another theory is that you did not believe me."

"I did, too."

"No, I believe you thought I was lying, that I did not actually get down on my hands and knees in a brand new Donna Karan suit and crawl around on a floor where people who have stepped in mud and garbage and animal waste have been traipsing all day long."

Lorelai pops up. "It's not there." She sighs.

"No? Why, I'm shocked."

"Okay. I'm sorry I doubted you, Michel."

"Well, that means a lot. Thank you." He says, sarcastically.

"We turned the house upside down. Rory's having a heatattack. It's awful." Lorelai says.

"Yeah, well, as soon as my dry clearning bill is paid, you will have my sympathies."

"I will pay for your suit, Michel."

The phone rings and Michel picks it up. "Independence Inn." He answers. "Hold on, please." Michel hands the phone to Lorelai. "It's for you."

Lorelai takes it. "Lorelai here."

"I don't want a wood-burning fireplace." Luke tells her.

"Luke?"

"But if I take an apartment with one, even though I could give a rat's ass about it I have to pay an extra $200 a month for it."

"Yeah, but..."

"And three of the places make you put down a $500 deposit if you have a dog! Can you believe that!?"

"You don't have a dog." Lorelai reminds him.

"I know, but it's wrong."

"Agreed. What else?" Lorelai asks, playing along.

"Parking!" He yells. "How can people ask you for a monthly fee for a parking space? I mean, they're making money off your rent, your utilities, when you use their coin-operated washer and dryer. That's cash directly in their pocket. And it's not even that good of a parking space. It's out in the open under one of those trees that drop the sap on your car that eats away the paint."

"Luke?"

"Who's gonna pay for my car?" He continues on complaining, clearly not listening to Lorelai. "Where's my $500 paint-killing, tree-sap deposit?"

"You haven't found a place yet?" She guesses.

"And I've been looking all day."

"There wasn't one place you liked?"

"No."

"Not one place that gave you a little feeling of: 'Huh. That has a nice vibe about it.'"

"I don't use the word 'vibe.'"

"Luke."

Luke lets out a big sigh. "Maybe one place wasn't so bad."

"Oh, good! Describe it to me."

"I don't know. It had walls with a kind of a floor with a light." He explains.

"Okay. Hold on here. If you tell me it's got a roof I'm stealing that baby from you." She jokes.

"I just can't tell anymore. I need a second opinion."

"You want me to come look at your apartment?"

"It's not my apartment, and yes."

"Done." Lorelai smiles.

"Now."

"What?"

"Please." Luke begs her. "I promised the woman I'd give her an answer today."

"Okay, give me the address."

"62 1/2, B Street, and that's another thing, what's with this 'half' business? Why do all these apartment have this 'half' thing going? It's stupid. If 62 is taken, move on to 63."

"Luke, I'll meet you there in twenty and a half minutes."

"Thank you."

"Bye."

At Elizabeth's, Lauren is standing the kitchen, panicking. She is walking back and forth while Elizabeth just stands there watching her.

"I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I can't believe this." Lauren repeats over and over again.

Elizabeth shrugs. "Look, I didn't know they weren't mints. They looked like mints. Did they taste like mints?"

Lauren glares at her friend. "Of course they did, or I wouldn't have ate them. Why didn't you eat one?"

"I didn't want it." She says, simply.

"What am I going to do?" Lauren groans. "My mom is going to kill me. Your mom is going to kill me!"

"Look, your sister will be here in a few minutes. She'll be able to tell us what you took and if it'll hurt you."

"That isn't helping the situation, Elizabeth!" Lauren was angry. She was so mad that she couldn't even control herself right now. The doorbell rings, and Lauren doesn't hesitate to answer it. She runs and opens the door to find her big sister standing there.

"Hey, we need to go. I need your help to find my bracelet." Rory tells her.

Lauren looks at her in confusion. "You lost Dean's bracelet?"

"Yes." Rory says, clearly still annoyed at this whole thing. "Come on."

"Rory, I can't. I need your help first." Lauren says, on the verge of tears.

Elizabeth steps into Rory's few, looking scared. Rory notices and then looks back at her sister, rolling her eyes. "What did you two do now?" Lauren takes her sister's hand and pulls her while they run upstairs, back into Elizabeth's mom's room. "Why are we in Liz's mom's room?" Rory asks, as she looks around.

Lauren runs to the nightstand and takes out a bottle. "I need you tell me what these are." Lauren says, as she shows Rory.

Rory takes them out of her sister's hand and starts reading the bottle. "Nicotine pills. They are suppose to help you quit smoking. Why am I looking at these?" Rory looks back up at her sister's worried and scared face. "Lauren?"

"I took one." Lauren admits.

Rory's eyes widen. "You, what!?" She yells.

"Elizabeth just wanted to snoop around, so we did, and came up to her mom's room. Elizabeth started digging in the nightstand. I didn't know what they were. Elizabeth said they were mints and we just opened it without looking to see what they were and I ate one. Not Elizabeth. Just me. What are we going to do? Am I going to die!?" Lauren was not hysterical.

"I'm so sorry, Rory. I didn't know." Elizabeth says from behind them.

Rory take a deep breath and tries to think. "Lauren, you aren't going to die. You are just going to be able to stop moving because that's an affect they have on people."

"So, what? I'm going to feel like this all day?" Lauren asks.

Rory shakes her head. "Not all day. It'll eventually wear off. Why did you take this without looking at it first? You are twelve years-old, Lauren, you're not a little kid anymore. Be smarter."

"I didn't know, Rory, okay!?" Lauren yells. "And your yelling at me isn't making me feel better!"

"We have to tell Mom."

"No!" Lauren and Elizabeth both yell at the same time. "You can't tell, Mom, Rory. She'll kill me."

"Yeah, and she'll kill me if she finds out and I didn't tell her. We have to, Lauren." Rory puts the bottle back into the drawer and closes it. "Come on." She grabs her sister's hand, forcing her out of the room.

"Rory." Lauren says, stopping at the bottom of the stairs. She looks at her sister with worried eyes. Rory knew her little sister was scared, and right now she had to make sure she knew that it was all going to be okay. "You're going to be fine. I promise. We have to go, though." Rory opens the door and she and Lauren walk out, leaving a lonely Elizabeth alone once again.

At the apartment complex that Luke ended up liking. The realtor is showing Luke and Lorelai both around.

"It's a very quiet street and the owner keeps the building up beautifully." The realtor tells them as she shows them around. He hasn't remodeled it at all. Plus, I bet he could be persuaded to give the floor a little spruce if you like."

Lorelai smiles. "Oh, yeah, we'd like spruce."

"Spruce is unnescessary." Luke says, from behind her.

"Hey, you never turn down a spruce."

"She's right." The realtor laughs. "Listen to her."

"Yeah, listen to me."

Luke glares at her. "You rarely give me a choice."

"Come here so I can lick your face." Lorelai jokes.

"What?"

They follows the realtor across the room. "Now, I went over the square footage and the details of the lease with your husband this morning. Did he fill you in?"

"What? No-" Luke starts, but Lorelai grabs him, shutting him up.

"He didn't, but you know how men are." Lorelai laughs, playing along. Luke looks down, rolling his eyes, as Lorelai smiles at him. "The minute that ball game comes on all the realities of life just go right out the window."

"Don't I know it." The realtor laughs.

"I mean, I could answer the door wrapped in cellophane, but unless I was wearing a Yankees cap, he wouldn't even notice."

Luke shakes his head. "Geez." He groans.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed, snuffy. I'm just teasing. It'd be a Mets cap." Lorelai playfully flirts.

Feeling awkward enough, Luke tried to hurry this thing along. "Uh, Mary, could you possibly leave me and little missus alone for just a minute?"

"Of course."

"I promise we won't do anything dirty." Lorelai giggles as she pokes at Luke's face.

"Oh, please. If my husband and I looked anything like the two of you we'd never get dressed."

"Oh, you are bad!" Lorelai laughs as the realtor walks out. Luke jumps back away from Lorelai's touch. "Oh! Thirteen shades of red!"

"What is wrong with you?" Luke asks, fuming.

"You make it too easy."

"By standing here?"

"Oh, relax, snuffy. What do you think?" Lorelai asks, while she looks around the room.

"I don't know." Luke groans as he looks around, too.

"Okay, then. Break it down. List your concerns."

"Well, it's too big."

"It's not too big. Next."

"I don't need two bathrooms."

"Yes, you do. Next."

"I like being on the bottom floor."

"Top floor's quieter. Next."

"You know, some how I think this would be easier if you listed your concerns first."

Lorelai smiles, agreeing. "Okay. Um...I don't have any. It's great."

"You do?"

"Yeah, it's light and airy, it's got good windows, but not too many so that the sun bakes you in the afternoon."

"Thank you."

"It's close to work, the price is good, you're taking the spruce, and it's a two year lease. What's two years?"

"I don't know." He says, unsure.

"You need to do this. You and Jess will kill eachother in your place."

"Yeah, but who knows how long he's gonna be there?"

Lorelai looks concerned. "Why? Did something happen?"

"No, but you never know."

"No, you don't. I think his mom sending his stuff is a pretty good sign."

"And even if he does stay it'll only be for another year and then he'll go off to college or Attica, and it'll just be me again. I'll be stuck in a new apartment, probably with neighbors I hate who are constantly cooking really strong smelling food."

"Okay. Back up here. Yes, Jess may go off somewhere someday, but that doesn't mean you will be along forever."

"I am not getting a pet."

"I'm talking about a lady friend."

"Oh."

"A red-hot mama."

"Okay."

"Big, pretty dish of loving with a spoon made especially for you." Lorelai teases some more.

"Boy, do I not feel good now."

"Luke, Rachel's not the only woman in the world for you. You'll meet someone someday, probably at a Timberland store. You'll ask her out, you'll pick her up take her on a patented 'Luke Danes night of romance.' Juice bar, then the batting cages, and then you'll ask her back to your apartment."

"Any amount of money if you stop now."

But Lorelai contiues on. "You'll bring her back to your place, lead her upstairs to the apartment door. You pause, gace into her eyes. The stage is set. Fate is waiting." Luke glares at Lorelai. "You open the door, and she sees your teeny, tiny apartment, one room and no closet space, and Jess' feet sticking up in the air cause you never did get rid of the body-"

"Stop, please." He begs.

"And to make matters worse, she spots it..the single bed!"

"What's wrong with a single bed?"

"You know what they say."

"What?"

"Never, ever date a guy who owns a single bed. It means he's not open to a commitment. It says, 'There's no room in this life for anybody else.'"

"No, it says, 'There's no room in this bed for anybody else but me."

"Okay, see, that's not much better."

"This discussion is over."

"Luke, as long as you're in that apartment, you'll have a single bed. Don't you want the possibility of more?" Luke was standing there, quiet. He was actually taking everything Lorelai was saying in, but he didn't want to do it. "Come on, Luke, it's time. Make a move, take a shot. Entertain the possibility of a non- Unabomber existence. What do you say?"

"You got a pen?"

"Of course." Lorelai digs in her purse and hands Luke the pen. "I'm not taking the spruce."

"Yes, you are."

Back at the house, Lorelai finally walks in, feeling so tired from all the events that happened so fast that day just to be hit with another when she finds Jess walking out of Rory's room. Jess stops and locks eyes with a confused Lorelai.

"Hey." She says, looking into Rory's room.

"Hey." Jess says back.

"Did you get lost?"

"No, I was looking for Rory's books."

"Uh-huh." Lorelai was not believing a word.

"I wanted to see if she had Franny and Zooey. She does." He confirms.

"Okay."

"I was gonna get it for her if she didn't."

"That's very nice of you."

"Yeah." They stand there a few more seconds just looking at eachother. "Okay. I should probably get back to work." Lorelai just nods her head, suspiciously, as Jess walks out of the kitchen door and into the backyard to continue cleaning. Lorelai peeks into Rory's room to make sure nothing is out of place.

Later that day, Jess is walking down from the ladder as Rory and Lauren walk up. Rory was looking very depressed about this whole bracelet thing, while Lauren just couldn't stop moving.

"You look good." He says, sarcastically to Rory.

"I'm fine." She lies. "Lauren, go in the house."

Lauren groans and looks at Jess. "Bye, Jess." She waves before running into the house.

"Talk." Jess orders Rory while they both sit down on the steps.

"I lost my bracelet." Rory tells him.

"Uh-huh."

"Dean gave it to me."

"How thoughtful."

"I've been all over town looking for it. I've been to Lane's, I've been to Luke's, I've been to the bus stop, I've been to Miss. Patty's, and I've circled Stars Hollow twice, and nothing. I don't know what I'm going to do."

"It's really that big a deal?" Jess asks, curiously.

"What do you mean?"

"I know it's got an 'I've been pinned, Bye Bye Birdie' kinda of implication to it, but it was just a bracelet."

"I don't think Dean will see it that way."

"You didn't lost it on purpose."

"I know, but things have been a little weird between us lately and you couldn't care less." Rory says, realizing who she was talking to.

"Oh, yes, I could."

Rory takes a deep breath. "I just think Dean will read something into this."

"Should he?"

"No."

"I think you should keep looking."

"Where?" Rory says, thinking about of all the places she had already looked.

"Anywhere. Things you lose are usually right in front of your face. Check the house again."

"I've checked the house."

"I'ts probably laying in your room."

"No. I tore that room apart. It's not there."

"Fine. Give up. No biggie." Jess says, not really caring anymore. "Dean will just have to get over it."

Rory sighs, thinking maybe Jess is right. Maybe she was just overlooking it. "I'll go look again." She gets up and walks inside.

Lorelai is sitting on the couch, reading a magazine when Rory walks in. "Hey, can you please explain the spastic twelve year-old I have that just ran through this house, tripping on her own two feet to get to her room. I get no hi. I get no bye. I just get confused."

Rory closes her eyes remembering what happened at Elizabeth's. "Oh. Uh, Mom, I have to tell you something."

Lorelai turns around and sits up straight to face Rory, who walks further into the room. "What's wrong?"

Rory looked at her mother's concerned face which she knew would quickly turn into anger. "Okay, well, Lauren is going to be really mad at me for telling you this."

Lorelai grimaces. "Oh, no. What did they do now?"

Rory takes a seat in front of her mom. "Lauren really should be telling you this, but she is in no condition to. Okay, it was an accident. Let me just start there. She and Elizabeth decided to be nosey, considering Elizabeth's mom is gone, and, well, they went up to Elizabeth's mom's room."

"Did they get in trouble with her?" Lorelai asks.

Rory shakes her head. "Not exactly. While they were snooping around her room, Elizabeth came across a bottle filled with some pills. They thought it was mints, so Liz handed Lauren one. She didn't think anything of it and took it. It was a nicotine pill."

Lorelai gasps. "What!?"

Lorelai stands up to go upstairs. Rory grabs her mom's arm to stop her so that she could finish. "She only took one. And the side affects are going to make her just really anxious, which you can already tell. She is really upset about it, and scared."

"Elizabeth?" Lorelai questions.

"No. It was just Lauren."

Lorelai sighs and looks up the stairs. "I better go talk to her."

"Okay. I'm gonna go check my room again."

"Haven't you already looked in there 1,000 times?" Lorelai asks as she climbs the stairs.

"A thousand and one."

Upstairs, Lauren is walking back and forth in her room. She was really scared about what was about to happen when Rory told her mom. She hadn't heard her mom yell, yet, so that was a good sign. Lauren knew her mom was going to be angry, with not only her, but with Elizabeth, too. Lauren jumps when she hears the knock on her door. It opens and Lorelai pokes her head in. Lorelai sees the tear stains on Lauren's face and knew instantly that her daughter was feeling really bad.

"Hey." Lorelai says as she walks in.

"Hey." Lauren says back looking deep into her mom's bright blue eyes that once look so of life and happiness but now were filled with worry and concern. "Mom.."

Lorelai holds her hand up for Lauren to stop talking. "Sit." She says, pointing to bed before she sits on it.

Lauren hesitates for a second before she moves quickly to sit by her mom. "I didn't..."

"Stop, Lauren. I know you didn't mean it." Lorelai says, sympathically. "You don't mean to do a lot of things and half of them aren't even your fault to begin with."

"Mom, don't blame Elizabeth. She didn't know." Lauren begs as her tears start to fall again. "I didn't read the label, and neither did she. We didn't know."

"First off, you should have been in her mom's room anyway. If you guys want to snoop around, please, come snoop in my room, but good luck finding your way out."

"I didn't want to do it." Lauren says, looking away. "I told her it was a bad idea, but she said it would be fine."

"Do you know how serious this all could have turned out if you had took more than one, or it could have been something worse than that. Lauren, I don't want to live this life without you." Lorelai says, looking very serious at her younger daughter, who was avoiding her mom because she was embarrassed.

"I know." Lauren nods.

"I should be yelling at you right now."

"Then why aren't you?" Lauren asks, looking back up at her mom.

"Because I'm not that kind of mom. I understand that you didn't know, and you're only twelve. You are going to make mistakes, but, Lauren, I don't think I can handle this anymore."

Lauren had never heard her mom say that before and it was kinda scaring her. "What are you talking about?"

Lorelai knew what she was about to say was going to hurt her daughter. Shatter her little heart to pieces. But it was something she had to do. At least, for right now. "Lauren, you're not allowed to see Elizabeth anymore. At least not for a very long time."

Lauren jumps up with anger. "What!? Are you kidding me? Mom!"

"Lauren, you both get into too much trouble, and it's always Elizabeth's brilliant/stupid ideas that get you in trouble. Look, I know her mom isn't around much, but I will be calling her to tell her what happened today. She needs to know so that she can hide those pills."

Lauren couldn't believe what she was saying. The pill was actually doing what Rory told her it was going to do and she could feel her heart beating like crazy. "Mom, you can't do this!" She yells. "Elizabeth is my best friend! I am all she has!"

"Then you both are just going to have to hang out with some other people."

"I hate you!" Lauren yells, scaring her mother. Lorelai had never heard those words come out of either daughters mouth until now. And, of course, it was her easy-going, wild child, outgoing Lauren.

Lorelai decided to not yell back, but instead take a breath. She knew Lauren didn't mean it. She knew it was just pill running its course, but it still hurt. "I'm sorry you feel that way." Lorelai says, while she gets up and walks to the bedroom door. "When you want to talk some more, I'll be downstairs."

"I don't ever want to talk to you ever again!" Lauren yells just as Lorelai shuts the door.

Lauren falls to the floor, crying hysterically. Outside, Lorelai leans on the bedroom door, listening to her baby girl's cries. Just knowing that she caused that hurt like hell, but she had to. She had to make Lauren see what she was seeing. She needed Lauren to fix herself before she ended up turning out like her.

"Mom!" Rory yells from downstairs. "Come here! Hurry!"

Lorelai stands up straighter and runs to the stairs. "Rory?" She calls back. "Are you okay?"

"Mom!"

Lorelai runs downstairs and runs to Rory's room. "What? What?"

Rory holds up her bracelet excitingly. "I found it!" She tells her. "I looked under the bed, and there it was. I thought I had looked under the bed, but I don't know, maybe I was too panicked. Or, I don't know. Who cares? I got it!"

Lorelai smiles for her daughter. At least one of them were happy. "That is amazing." Rory gives her mom the bracelet.

"Put it on. Make it tight."

"Oh, I'm cutting off circulation here, baby."

Rory looks at it on her wrist. "Ooh. Look at it. It looks even better than before."

"I think the time away from home did it good."

Rory changes her expression to concern as she looks at her mother. "I heard yelling. Is everything okay?"

Lorelai sighs remembering her youngest upstairs crying her eyes out. "It will be. I banned her from seeing Elizabeth."

"You banned her?" Rory asks, surprised. "But Elizabeth is her best friend."

"Yeah, I know. It killed me doing it, but I knew I had to. Lauren has been getting into too much trouble. I need them both to take a break from eachother for awhile. Figure out some things. It might do them some good." Lorelai hopes. "She told me she hates me." Lorelai says, sadly.

"You know she didn't mean it." Rory says, quickly to reassure her mother.

"Yeah, I know." Lorelai nods. "But it still hurt."

"Okay, I am going tell Lane she can stop praying." Rory says running out of her room.

Lorelai laughs and smiles lovingly at her daughter as she watches her go. She then looks outside and sees Jess cleaning up his mess. She knew the bracelet didn't just appear. Jess had to have something to do with it. So, Lorelai leaves Rory's room and heads outside to confront him.

"Leaving?" She asks, when she sees him packing up.

"Yeah, all done." Jess tells her.

"You weren't gonna come get your money?"

"I figured I'd get it eventually." He says, as Lorelai meets him down the steps. "It's not like I don't know where you guys live."

"Huh. That's true. You certainly do know where we live. Well, here." Lorelai holds out the money for him to take. "After all, you earned it."

"Thanks."

"You took it, didn't you?" Lorelai asks before Jess could walk any further.

"Excuse me?"

"Rory's bracelet. You had it the whole time."

"No idea what you're talking about." Jess lies.

"How'd you get it?"

"I didn't get anything."

"What? Did you break into our house? You got all dressed in black and pulled Mission: Impossible?"

"Actually, I came down the chimey and pulled a Santa Claus." Jess jokes.

"Very funny." Lorelai says, not amused.

"A ridiculous accusation deserved such a response."

"So it's just a coincidence I catch you coming out of Rory's room a half an hour before she mysteriously find the bracelet under her bed?"

"Guess so."

"Why would you do this?" Lorelais asks with disgust.

"I gotta go."

"I mean, I know you hate the world, but I thought you liked Rory."

"I didn't do anything."

"Bull."

"Whatever."

"Oh, don't you 'whatever' me, you jerk. You let Rory run around completely panicked thinking she lost the bracelet. She was miserable. Understand that?"

"I didn't take the bracelet!"

"You're jealous of Dean because he's great and Rory's madly in love with him." Lorelai assumes. "But you taking the bracelet didn't hurt Dean, it hurt Rory. That bracelet is the most precious thing she owns. She never takes it off. It means everything to her. And you stealing it was unbelievably cruel."

"The most precious thing she owns?" Jess asks.

"Yes!"

"If it's the most precious thing she owns why did it take her two weeks to figure out it was gone?" Lorelai is taken back by that. "You might want to reevaluate how madly in love she is. I wouldn't start calling him 'son' yet."

"Get out of here."

"You read my mind." Jess turns around and storms out of the yard while Lorelai does the same, going into her own house. They were both angry. Angry about a lot things, and angry about everything. This whole day has been a whole big mess. Lorelai knew she should have never agreed to help Jess.

Suddenly there is a knock on her front door and Lorelai is turning around to open her door once again. This time it's Luke yelling at her.

"I just spent $100,000, and it's all your fault!"

Luke walks passed and Lorelai closes the door, not looking surprised at all that she was being blamed for something once again. "Good." She says, sarcastically before following an angry Luke into the kitchen.

"I ran into Taylor at the market. And I found out he owns the building that apartment was in."

"No way!"

"That and several others in town."

"So weird."

"He's systematically buying up the town." Luke stresses dramatically. "He'll turn it into Taylorville, where everything wears cardigans and have the same grass heigh."

"Do you want to sit?" Lorelai asks Luke, considering he was hysterical and kinda acting crazy like Lauren was not too long ago.

Ignoring Lorelai, Luke rambles on. "And the nhe said he'll buy the building next to the diner and turn it into a plate shop for freaks who don't have the brainpower to collect stamps! And then I lost it!"

"I can't picture it."

"I walked around in a blind rage. I was crazy. I bought a Belgian waffle with ice cream dipped in chocolate."

"You ate that?" Lorelai asks, stunned.

"No, I didn't eat it. I'm upset, not suicidal. I just had to do something. I had your voice going around in my head."

Lorelai chuckles. "Yeah, it's kinda like the Small World song."

"'Take a chance, Luke. Make a move. Can't have a single bed.' So I bought the building!"

"You what?"

"I went to the bank, got a cashier's check, signed the papers, and I bought the building."

"Wow..."

"I own the building!"

"Okay, don't worry, you can still get out of it." Lorelai assures him so he'll calm down to figure it out. "You can tell them you lost your mind. Or I bet you could sell it to Taylor."

"Yeah.."

"So, relax. You can still get out of this, unless you don't want to get out of this." Lorelai says, a little unsure.

"No, I want to get out of this. Why would I not want to get out of this?"

Lorelai shrugs trying to think of some good reasons. "Owning that building gives you some options."

Luke suddenly becomes interested and calms down, getting closer to Lorelai for her explain. "Like?"

"Like you can expand Luke's if you wanted to. Or you could rent it to someone else. Someone else who might drive Taylor crazy."

"Maybe I should think about this."

"Sure, sleep on it."

"Right."

"Do you want some tea?" Lorelai asks as Luke sits down at the table.

"Tea's good. Sure. Yeah."

Lorelai starts heating up the stove as Luke cools down. She smiles over at him. "Hey, Luke, um, does Jess every talk to you about Rory?" She asks, curiously.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. They just seem to be thrown together quite a lot lately. And I was trying to figure out if that's a coincidence-"

"Or if there's something going on? I don't know. Jess doesn't exactly confide in me."

"Right."

"If there was something going on, I think it'd it be great."

Lorelai looks surprised. "You do?" She asks.

"Yeah! Rory's a great kid. She'd be really good for Jess."

"Oh, yeah she would." Lorelai agrees hesitantly.

"You think there may be something going on?"

"I don't know." Lorelai says, quickly.

"Huh." Luke leans forward, thinking about it. "Boy, that would be great."

"Yeah." Lorelai smiles. "Great." She really didn't think it was a great idea at all. She was actually scared of it, but she would never admit that to Luke. Now, Lorelai had to watch both her girls protectively.

Back at Luke's apartment above his diner. He storms with a satisfied look on his face. There is music blaring and Jess is sitting on his bed reading a book when Luke walks passed him and over to his closet. Jess sighs because of all the noise Luke is making and decides to turn around to see what he was doing. He watches Luke take out a sledgehammer. Jess gets up, quickly, and follows Luke to the other side of the apartment. With no second thoughts, Luke pulls the hammer back and slams it right into the wall, making a huge hole. He turns to Jess and smiles.

"That's your room. Finish up. We'll hold hand and skip afterwards." He repeats the sarcasm Jess had told him earlier that day before walking out and slamming the door behind him causing dust and more of the wall to fall down on the floor at Jess' feet.

What a wonderful world.