"It's senior year baby!"
They did it. The Gilmore Girls have made it to their senior year at Chilton. After two years of chaos they can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. But of course, the journey won't be that easy.
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"I love it when you crave revenge"
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It suddenly dawned on Cassie that she couldn't remember the last time she spent a Friday night somewhere that wasn't her grandparent's house. Even if she went out afterwards she'd always be too tired to enjoy it because of the brain energy it took eating dinner.
Cassie was pondering all the great things she could've been doing on Friday night as Emily's newest maid opened the door for them.
"Hi," Lorelai greeted politely, barely acknowledging the fact that the woman that opened the door this week is not the same woman who opened the door last week.
"Good Evening. May I take your coats?" She asked the three Gilmores.
"Oh sure, thanks."
Just like every week before the Gilmore woman took off their coats, saying quiet thank yous as their coats got taken by the maid. She smiled politely as Rory and Cassie handed her their coats, and all Cassie could wonder is what this woman did when she wasn't walking on eggshells around Emily.
"That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard," as if on cue Emily's voice echoed into the hallway.
The maid smiled as she looked at the younger Gilmores, "Your mother's in the living room."
"So last chance to run, huh?" Lorelai joked with her but the maid didn't seem to get the joke.
"Excuse me?"
Rory smiled as she put her hand on Lorelai's arm, "Just ignore her."
The Gilmores headed towards the living room, just like they've done many times before. As they got closer they heard Emily's voice much more clearly as she spoke to someone on the phone.
"Of course I said it. Well, I can't imagine who would take jackbooted as a compliment," Emily sighed, her back turned to them as she spoke to someone on the phone. "I will not apologize."
Lorelai nudged her daughters' shoulders, gesturing for them to follow her as she made her way to the drink cart. Emily was still unaware of their presence, continuing to speak as Lorelai picked a wine bottle for herself.
"Every time she went to the pantry I thought she was marching on Poland. Oh, I see... because I want things done a certain way, I'm unreasonable?"
Lorelai picked up a glass and began pouring herself some wine. The sound of the wine hitting the glass made her twins panic, as they both quickly shushed her.
