5.16 So... Good Talk

[Rory drops change outside the coffee kiosk when Logan appears to help her]
Logan: Well, this would definitely qualify as a cute meeting, if we hadnt already met.
Rory: Logan, hey. This is nice...and embarassing.
Logan: Are we going for the rolls? I think a couple of them are heading for the bushes.
Rory: No, I think Ive supplied people with a sufficient amount of silly images of me for one day.
Logan: [to coffee guy] Small coffee for me, and put the lady's on my tab, too.
Rory: No, Logan...you dont have to do that.
Logan: Ace, I cant take the chance of you pulling out that purse again, someone might get hurt.
Rory: Ok, well...thank you.
Logan: So, I stopped by the paper the other day, to see you.
Rory: Really?
Logan: And then I tried to sneak out, when I realized you werent there, but our omnipresent editor cornered me. Does Doyle ever leave that place?
Rory: Unfortunately, yes. Otherwise I would be denied the regular pleasure of seeing him in Property of Alcatraz pajama pants.
Logan: Thanks for the image. Hey, come here. [pulls her towards a building]
Rory: What are you doing? [they kiss] So thats what you're doing.
Logan: What did you think I was doing?
[they kiss again]
Rory: People will see...
Logan: I dont care if people see
Rory: A professor will see you, and he'll take advantage of the fact that you're distracted, and pull you in and make you take a mid-term.
Logan: Im done with them.
Rory: With your midterms?
Logan: I already took the ones I couldnt get out of.
Rory: Then why are you here? You're going off skiing, arent you?
Logan: I just have to drop off a paper for my ethics class by 11:30, then Im off.
Rory: Its 11:25.
Logan: So, we're swimming in time. [they kiss again] What are you doing?
Rory: I want to see your paper.
Logan: Your mind is a mysterious thing.
Rory: Come on, Im dying to know what your take on ethics is. For instance, are you for it, or against it?
Logan: No way, its too dangerous.
Rory: Dangerous?
Logan: I actually worked on this thing. It goes from my hand, to the professor's.
Rory: Like Im gonna lose it.
Logan: I saw you with your coins. Plus, lets remember Hemmingway.
Rory: What about him?
Logan: Trusting that wife of his with the only copy he had, of the novel he was working on, and the silly woman lost it.
Rory: Not so. I know the story. Hemmingway left it on a plane. His wife had nothing to do with it.
Logan: Thats not the way I heard it.
Rory: Then you heard it wrong.
Logan: How much you want to bet?
Rory: All the money in my purse, plus a million dollars.
Logan: Well, my spelling stinks, take my word for it. [kisses her]
Rory: You'll call me from the cabin?
Logan: Absolutely.
Rory: Thanks for the coffee.
Logan: Any time. Better have that million bucks ready when I get back, and I dont accept coins.
Rory: No promises.

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[Rory dials a number on her cell phone]
Logan: Hello?
Rory: We were both wrong.
Logan: About?
Rory: Hemmingways manuscripts were stolen in Hadleys suitcase at the Gare de Leon.
Logan: Ahh...
Rory: Yup, just thought you should know. We're both dumb.
Logan: Guess we found each other.
Rory: Guess we did. So, hows the outing in the woods going?
Logan: It was going fine, until Finn decided to do one of his naked phases.
Rory: Yikes.
Logan: Yeah, suddenly the cabin seemed very small.
Rory: I bet.
Logan: Plus, it got boring, and there's too many people there I know, so I decided to cut my skiing trip short.
Rory: Yeah? Where are you now?
Logan: Yale.
Rory: What?
Logan: Yup. Seems like I got the whole place to myself, too.
Rory: I bet. Everybodys gone for Spring Break.
Logan: You know, its nice like this. Very quiet. Lots of privacy, its too bad you're not here.
Rory: And why is that?
Logan: I just think you'd like it.
Rory: Well, take me a picture.
Logan: You know, if by chance, you decided to cut your Spring Break short, you could be here with me to see it yourself.
Rory: Oh, really?
Logan: Just a suggestion, Ace.
Rory: Well, Ill think about it.