"There's a bag of weird in here"

“And every other time he has tried to take the spotlight off someone and put on himself.” Laughing as they thought about all the times Kirk had decided to manipulate reenactments and recitals so the focus was put on him. “Mom!” Whining as she acted like a little girl with a quick stomp before hiding her growing red face behind her hands. “What about the video footage you were so adamant that you needed?” Removing her hands her eyes darted towards the shelf she was talking about. “Which birthday present was that one? Are you still going to do those housework lists for your birthday when you’re married?” 

It was hard for the Lorelai’s to get together and relax, knowing that work and college were pulling the mother and daughter pair apart hurt, so they took every chance they got to finally talk and do what they used to do, sit and watch movies, eat mountains of junk food and fall asleep on top of each other. “Luke? Friends? I feel like the only people he surrounds himself with is us, Ceaser, TJ and Kirk, its a colourful choice to say the least. If only he and Jackson got along like you and Sookie… mm Sookie, I need her to cook me up a feast before finals, and then Luke can do comfort food afterwards.” Laughing softly she curled up to her mother on the couch, grabbing a big blanket to cover their legs. “Some Like It Hot. Something we haven’t watched in a while.”

“They could be his friends, if they started watching baseball together,” Lorelai said, when Rory mentioned Caesar, Kirk and TJ. “Well, the last time they did that, they ended up fighting over something. Luke doesn’t really want to talk about it,” she admitted. “And I think Luke doesn’t want to spend more nights with Jackson since he saw his pyjamas with those old photos,” she added with a small chuckle as she thought of Jackson’s pyjamas. Really, who put his old wrestling photos on his pyjamas?! The mention of Rory’s finals snapped Lorelai out of her throughts. “How much time do you have left until the finals?” she asked. When her daughter decided on the movie, she got up from the couch to put the tape into the video player. “So Some Like it Hot it is. Now tell me, which one do you prefer, “ she turned to Rory, deepening her voice, “the bass or the saxophone?”

“Good, we need some mother-daughter time, I need to tell Luke to give you up on some nights.” Rory loved that her mother was happy but the Lorelai’s needed some alone time how it used to be. “I’m sure that we will run Wonka out of business, with how much we eat. He’ll have nothing left, we’ll eat his product before it’s made.” The young girl grabbed a handful of popcorn and started shovelling it down her throat. “You realise you need to make the choice, film choices are so hard, what selection have you brought down for this evening’s viewings?”

“We do,” Lorelai said with a nod. Nowadays they had hardly got to spend time with each other: she had a lot of work in the inn and she spent most of her evenings with Luke and Paul Anka, plus she knew that Rory was very busy, too, being so close to the graduation. Last week they could only meet at the Friday Night Dinner in the Gilmore house. Unacceptable! This could not go on like this. “We have to convince him to have some friends,” Lorelai joked, when Rory said she needed to tell Luke to give her up. “So they could watch football or play poker, or... whatever men do when they are togather.” Her daughter’s question, drew a wide smile on her face and she leaned forward to show tonight’s picks. “Just a few classics,” she said. “I have The Maltese Falcon, Some Like It Hot and Meet Me in St. Louis. What shall we start with?”

“What makes me feel like it will be Kirk because it’s just him, something will go wrong and he’ll step in like that one time at the reenactment.” Rory chuckled as she rested against the door frame, giving up on helping her mother. She was waiting for an animal to jump out and scare the pair of Gilmore’s. “Now why would you blackmail me with small child sized ballerina costume’s that only make me go red. Wait… Luke hasn’t seen these? Has he?”

"Will you kiss me at midnight?"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

"Got any champagne?"

"I'm got doing the ball drop this year."

"I'd rather be home than freezing outside."

"I really don't get the big deal."

"Here's hoping the new year is better than the last."

"New year, new me."

"Let's go out to celebrate."

"Want to go to a party?"

"This is the perfect way to ring in the new year."

"To health, happiness and good days."

"I don't drink, but thank you anyway."

"I don't feel well..."

"Did you just kiss me?"

"I don't care if it IS tradition, I'm not eating that."

"It really is nice out tonight."

"The stars are prettier than the fireworks."

"We don't have to go to a big party place. Maybe a restaurant?"

"Let's ring in the new year right."

"Are you drunk?"

"Can we go home?"

"Just you, me and a couple of silly hats. What do you say?"

"Hold my hand."

"I just want to go to bed early tonight. Does that make me old?"

"I think I drank too much."

"Let's get a cab."

"I'm not wearing those."

"You look silly."