6.06 Welcome to the Dollhouse

[Logan walks into the poolhouse]
Rory: Wow, you made good time.
Logan: Silly, rabbit. Speed limits are for kids.
Rory: Hey, you went shopping?
Logan: [hold up shopping bag]Actually, I did.
Rory: For me?
Logan: For you.
Rory: Wow...whats the occassion?
Logan: Where is it written that I need an occassion?
Rory: [takes out box] Wow, you did it. You brought me the head of Alfredo Garcia!
Logan: Open it, Ace.
Rory: [pulls out an orange bag] Wow, cool, a bag!
Logan: Look inside.
Rory: [pulls out a pink Birken bag] Wow, Cool, a bag!
Logan: Do you like it?
Rory: Hello, Im a girl. Its a purse.
Logan: Its not just a purse, its a Birken bag.
Rory: I went to a school with a guy named Birken.
Logan: I dont think this is the same Birken.
Rory: Oh. Well, its beautiful. Its classy, and snazzy. Oh, and smell it, it has that great new car smell, except its not a car. Oh, I love it, Logan. I love it, thank you so much.
Logan: Well, your welcome. Sorry, there's not another bag inside the bag inside the bag, inside the box inside the bag.
Rory: You know, I think my computer chords will fit in this perfectly.
Logan: Uh...this is not a computer chord kind of purse, Ace. You know what, why don't you call my sister, she'll fill you in. Its like a thing, you know?
Rory: [smiles] Its a thing. Its a beautiful, leather, grown up thing.
Logan: You ready to go?
Rory: Uh, yeah. [takes her small purse and throws it in the Birken bag] Let's go.

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Rory: I've never had so many compliments about anything.
Logan: Its not the bag, Ace. Its the arm its on.
Rory: And, I like, swear that I am not going to let ball point pens explode in the bottom of it.
Logan: Crap, I left my cell back in the car.
Rory: You expecting a call?
Logan: [sighs] From my dad. Hes dragging me to this Corporate retreat with his editors. Three days of 'absolutley, Mitchum' 'great idea, Mitchum' 'can i pretaste that food for you, mitchum?'
Rory: You can suffer for three days.
Logan: I'll meet you back at the poolhouse, okay.
Rory: Don't get lost.
Richard: Oh, Logan...I thought I heard a noise.
Logan: Richard, yes. I was just...dropping Rory off.
Richard: Ah, ten o'clock on the button, well done.
Logan: Well, I didn't want to keep her out too late, sir.
Richard: You're a responsible young man, Logan. Say, how about a nightcap? I have a new single malt I'm dying to break in.
Logan: Sounds great.
Richard: Right this way. [to Emliy] Look who I found.
Emily: Logan! You found Logan. How are you?
Logan: How are you, Emily?
Richard: Logan was just dropping Rory off.
Emily: Ten o'clock on the button.
Richard: A gentleman, this one.
Emily: Logan, would you like some coffee, perhaps some dessert?
Logan: Thanks, Emily, but I've eaten.
Richard: I thought the two of us might grab a little night cap.
Emily: Well, I'll leave you men to your drinks.
Logan: Good seeing you, Emily.
Richard: So, how are things, Logan?
Logan: Fine.
Richard: Good. Back at school, are you?
Logan: For a few weeks, now.
Richard: Good, good....its good thats your back. Got any classes that you're interested in this year?
Logan: The semester is shaping up okay. [hands Logan some scotch] Thank you.
Richard: Cheers. Are you working at the Yale paper again?
Logan: Yes, sir.
Richard: Apple doesn't fall from the tree, does it?
Logan: Not if the tree has anything to say about it.
Richard: Yes, well. Its good to see you. We don't get many sightings of you young people know a days. The two of you. Ensconced back there in the pool house. Rory's so busy. Her life is a total mystery to us. She could be in the CIA for all we know.
Logan: Well, I don't think she's joined the CIA, sir. But I'll check her purse for secret documents.
Richard: So, tell me, Logan. What is going on with Rory? Your's and Rory's life?
Logan: Ah, nothing special.
Richard: No? Oh. Well...does she have any big plans?
Logan: Plans?
Richard: Yes. Well, the way that girl keeps to herself, we wouldn't know if she was moving to Peru. Are you two planning on moving to Peru?
Logan: No, we're not.
Richard: Well, if not Peru, then what is on the horizon for Rory...and for you. Anything different gonna happen?
Logan: I don't...ah, well...we're thinking about going to the Vineyard in a few weeks. Thats about it.
Richard: A trip to the Vineyard? Nothing else coming down the pike?
Logan: No, sir.
Richard: Hmm. [Rory sees Logan through the window, and is confused] Well, the Vineyard is always nice. Very brisk, this time of year.
Rory: Hey, Logan. What are you doing here? I thought you left.
Logan: I ran into Richard on the way out.
Emily: [from upstairs] Rory? Is that you? [comes downstairs]
Rory: Yes, grandma. Its me.
Emily: What are you doing here?
Rory: Well...I was just looking for some sugar, for my morning coffee.
Emily: Oh, please dont get me started on sugar.
Logan: Richard and I were just catching up.
Richard: Having a little digestif.
Logan: Yes, and Richard, the scotch is great, but I should probably get going, given the hour.
Richard: Oh, yes, of course.
Rory: I'll walk you out.
Logan: Richard, Emily.
Richard: Good to see you, Logan.
Emily: Drive safe.

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Rory: What was that all about?
Logan: What was that about? Your grandfather was asking about my intentions.
Rory: Your intentions? Toward what?
Logan: Uh, towards you, us...marriage.
Rory: What? Why?
Logan: I don't know. Suddenly I was in there, and he's asking me all kinds of questions about our plans and the future, and the CIA and Peru.
Rory: I don't understand. Why would he do this?
Logan: I don't know.
Rory: I'm only 20. We're young. We just started going out. Why would we even be thinking about marriage?
Logan: I don't know, Ace. These are all really good questions. Listen, maybe we should hang out at my place for awhile, so as not to give your grandparents a visual to latch onto.
Rory: No. Look I'll take care of this, I promise. Dont worry about it.
Logan: Ace, its okay. You dont have to do anything.
Rory: No, this is not okay. This is NOT cool. I don't want them thinking this, I don't want you thinking you cant come over here. I promise you, I will take care of this, okay?
Logan: Okay. Ugh!
Rory: What?
Logan: My cell phone is still in my car.
Rory: Oh, sorry.
Logan: Hey, if I'm not back in five minutes, it means I'm in the main house picking out china patterns with Emily.

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[Logan knocks on Rorys kitchen window]
Rory: Logan?
Logan: I don't think they saw me. Can you get this open?
Rory: Logan, its okay. You can use the front door.
Logan: No, this is cool. I got a tree stump I can use as a boost out here. Or...you can let down your hair.
Rory: I talked to them.
Logan: You did?
Rory: Yeah. Its fine. Come on in this way.
Logan: Okay.
Rory: You do know that I will be mocking you for a year, for trying to climb in my kitchen window.
Logan: I just can't face another sitdown.
Rory: No, it was a misunderstanding. I talked to my grandmother, and my grandfather. He was not trying to pressure you. He gets that were young, and just started dating, and he's not interested in our getting serious.
Logan: Really?
Rory: Yeah. He is very sorry about the confusion.
Logan: He is?
Rory: He wants to apologize to you himself.
Logan: Are you sure about this?
Rory: I double super swear on my Birken bag.
Logan: Ok, thats good. This cloak and dagger stuff can be a little tricky if you dont own a dagger...and you look funny in a cloak.
Rory: Im sure you look good in a cloak. So everythings cool?
Logan: Everythings cool.
Rory: Good....Logan?
Logan: Yeah?
Rory: I love you.
Logan: Wow... The lady who sold that purse to me said this was gonna happen.
Rory: [laughs] I'm sorry. I didn't mean to spring that on you, I just wanted to say it. So, I said it. But I don't expect anything. Believe me, I was in this position once, when somebody said it to me, completely out of the blue, and I was completely thrown. So don't worry, you don't have to respond immediately. I mean, in fact, you don't have to say anything at all.
Logan: Look, I've told a lot of girls I loved them before, and I didn't mean it, so, Im not going to do that to you. Boy, that didnt come out right, it was supposed to sound alot more...
Rory: Hey, you dont have to say anything.
[he reaches over and kisses her]