( chapter five ! )
"Richard in Stars Hollow"

"HOW ABOUT A triple feature? 'Three Days Of the Condor, The show, and 'The Jerk." Lorelai says perkily as she, Rory, Eric and Olive make their way around Stars Hallow Video Store. Looking for movies for a marathon.

"The Show is like 9 and a half hours." Eric says, causing Lorelai to frown.

"But the Jerk is short."

"Hmm...next," Olive hummed, stuffing her hands in her pockets as she looked around.

"The Three Faces of Costner 'Bull Durham' Dancing With Wolves, The postman. Tom Petty playing Tom Petty, that great big speech about once upon a time, there was a thing called mail." The oldest Gilmore sibling says, trying to convince the three teenagers behind her. "It will make you laugh, make you cry, it will make you wanna mail something!"

"The Breakfast Club?" Olive offered, jumping when both Lorelai and Rory shouted 'no'. She turned to Eric, "what's wrong with the Breakfast Club?"

Eric shrugged a small smile making its way onto his face at Olive's pout. "I just let them pick the movies. They get pretty sassy when it comes to moments like this."

"We could do a Ruth Gordon film festival," Rory offered. "Rosemary's Baby, and that really great episode of Taxi."

"Got it!" Lorelai snapped her fingers, grinning at her daughter. "The worst film festival ever. Cool As Ice, Hudson Hawk, and Electric Boogaloo."

"Sold!"

  "I'll get the Hawk," Lorelai says, heading off down one of the isles.

  "I'll get the Boogaloo," Rory starts walking down a different isles.

  Eric and Olive share a look. "I'll follow the Hawk," the male Gilmore says, starting to follow his sister.

   "I'll follow the Boogaloo," Olive jokes, following after Rory. She leaned against the wall as Rory crouched down to grab the movie off the shelf, smiling softly at the two little boys who were on the floor giggling.

  "See? I told you," one of the boys laughed.

  "Wow!" The other exclaimed. Olives tilted her head to the side, curious at what was keeping the two boys so occupied.

  "Hey, guys, can I get in their?" Rory asked politely. They both nod, dropping the DVD and heading in a different direction. Olives curiosity getting the better of her as she crouch's down, picking up the DVD. Her nose scrunching up in disgust at a half naked lady on the cover.

  "That's inappropriate," she sighed, showing the it to Rory, who shook her head in disappointment. "Why would little kids be looking at this? When I was their age all I cared about was what we where having for dinner. That's actually all I till really care about." She mumbled, placing the DVD back on the shelf.

  "Got it!" Lorelai exclaimed, a large smile on her face. "Plus four boxes of red vines!"

  "Let's go! I gotta pee!" Eric shouts, rushing over to the checkout desk where Kirk was working.

  Rory shook her head in amusement, "charming."

  Olive smirked, not so discreetly checking out his behind. "I like to think so."

  "I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that," the youngest Gilmore said in mock disgust. Olive grinned, playfully bumping her hip with hers.

  "Hi Kirk," Lorelai greeted.

  "Evening Lorelai," he greeted as he started ringing up the items.

  "Um, I forgot my card at home," the middle aged woman said sheepishly, resting her arms on the counter. "But I think my number was 6247."

  "You forgot your card?" Kirk gasped, staring at Lorelai like she was insane.

  "I might of lost it"

  "Your lost your card?"

  "I might have."

  "Was it temporary or laminated?"

  "Laminated."

  "You lost a permanent card!"

  "I think you can get her a new card, Kirk." Eric snapped, his arms crossed as he glared at the man. "Now hurry up, I have to pee."

  "Fine!" Kirk huffed. "But I hope you understand the gravity of the situation here."

  Lorelai smiled sarcastically, "I'm trying to grasp it."

  "I mean these cards are agreements. It's an agreement between you and the video store, stating that you will take care of your card. That your will honour your card." As he said this, Lorelai's phone rang and she went outside to answer it.

  Olive stared at Kirk in amusement, "you're an interesting specimen."

  Kirk nodded gratefully, "thank you."

  "Screw it!" Eric groaned,"I gotta pee!" he shouted as he sprinted out of the store. Olive makes eye contact with Rory, who nodded, signalling for her to follow Eric.

  "Not in the bushes, Eric! Taylor will kill you!"

  "MORE COFFEE?" Olive offered the woman in front of her, a kind smile on her face. Refilling the cup when the woman nodded, sending the young teen a 'thank you'. The bell above the door rang, catching Olives attention. A grin making its way onto her face when she saw Eric, Rory and a blond girl she didn't recognize enter the diner.

  Olive and Eric have a confusing relationship. They have been on at least 5 dates, and made out a few times, but nothings official yet. Olive knows that she'll probably have to take charge. Considering how shy Eric is. That's one of the things she loves about him.

  "Hello!" The female Mariano greeted happily as the trio sat before her on the bar stools. She grinned, leaning over the counter and pecking Eric on the lips before he could reply, leaving the blond boy with a red face.

  "What are you doing?" Rory asked the blond girl, who was looking through one of the menus, a look of determination on her face.

  "Trying to just blend in, fade away, observe." Olive tilted her head to the side in confusion, wondering where they found this girl.

  "Hey, Rory, Eric, coffee?" Luke asked the teens.

  "Thanks," Rory smiled gratefully.

  "Who's your friend?" The diner owner asked as he served the coffee.

  "Angela Lansbury," Rory introduced. Olive walked around the counter, removing her apron in the process and took a seat beside Eric, a smile on her face. She can tell by this girls character that this is gonna be fun.

  "Her real name is Paris," Eric whispers. "She's Rory's... I would say friend, but that's a lie." The brunette nodded in understanding, reaching in front of her a snatching an apple fritter, ignoring the look of a annoyance from her uncle and taking a bite.

  "Your the owner here?" Paris asked, a blank look on her face as she stared Luke down.

  "Yup," Luke sighed, already looking done with this conversation. "You want some coffee, Angela?"

  "No, thanks. So, you run the diner, huh?"

  "Oh boy," Rory mumbled, taking a sip of her coffee.

  "You get a lot of truckers through here?" Paris asked sharply, a look of determination on her face.

  "Truckers?" Luke asked, confused.

  "Yeah, guys on the road for weeks, looking for company."

  "Does Taylor count?" Olive asked with a smirk on her face. Causing Luke and the Gilmore's to chuckle.

  "Is Taylor the local criminal!?" Paris shouts, a look of accomplishment on her face. Olive holds in a laugh as Eric chocks on his coffee from laughing.

  "What's she talking about?" Luke asks Rory. Wondering where they found this girl and more importantly, why they brought her to his diner.

  Rory raised her hands in surrender, "your guess is as good as mine."

  "It's pretty common knowledge that Diners are breeding grounds for prostitution and drug dealers!" Paris interrogates.

  "What!?" The Diner owner asked in bewilderment.

  "Have you ever seen anything like that going down here!?"

  "Have I ever..." Luke trailed off, still very lost.

  "What about that guy?" Paris points to Reverend Nichols who was happily sipping on his tea. "What's his story?"

  Eric chuckled, "Reverend Nichols? Paris, I think you got a screw loose." He stopped laughing when he noticed the fiery look she sent him. "I'm gonna go," Eric mumbled, pecking Olive on the lips before running towards the door. "See ya babe!"

  Olive giggles like a school girl, a huge grin on her face, "he called me babe."

  "Reverend Nichols, huh?" Paris huffs. "Is that like Dr. Feelgood!?"

  "Rory, how much do you like this person?" Luke asked, glaring at Paris who was glaring right back.

  The youngest Gilmore shrugged, "do what you gotta do Luke."

  "Oh, this just got even more interesting," Olive announced when she noticed Jess come down the stairs.

  "Where'd he come from? What's up there?" Paris fired question after question at the diner owner who looked about ready to bang his head on the wall. "Is that where you keep the girls? You got yourself a little cat house up there?"

  "Wow, I think she got you uncle Luke. Better give up now," Jess smirked, leaning against the counter as he enjoyed his uncles pain.

  "Actually," Olive says, moving over a seat so that she was beside Paris. Leaning closer to the girl as she whispered, "up there is the Meth Lab. The hookers are in the storage room."

  "I knew it!" The blond girl shouted.

  "Do not encourage to this insanity," Luke glared at his niece and nephew who both wore identical smirks on their faces.

  "An innocent boy and girl like me and Olive, should not be raised in an atmosphere like this."

  "Jess!"

  The male Mariano held his hands up in surrender, "I want to be good. Life's just not letting me."

  "It's so hard!" Olive whispered as she started to fake cry. "So hard."

  "Rory, get her out of here!" Luke ordered, glaring daggers at the two teens who are having way to much fun.

  "Okay, let's go." Rory said to Paris as she stood up, throwing her bag over her shoulder.

  "Why do you need me to leave?" Paris demanded, glaring at the three relatives who stood at the counter. "What are you hiding?" The twins waved mockingly as Rory dragged the blond out of the diner.

  "Well that was fun," Olive grinned, turning her head to look at her uncle, who did not looked pleased.

  "Get to work. Before I strangle you both."

  "Tough crowd."

  "Olive!"

  "Sorry!"