Susanna Gilmore is a small-town girl, and she loves everything about it. Now, she and her sister are going from a public school to an elite private school. Despite feeling like she doesn't belong, she determined to make it.
Anna was working the early shift as Luke's. She smiled when she saw Luke talking friendly to one of the regulars he could actually stand.
"Oh Luke, we're just dying for some refreshments." She looked to see her mom waving a napkin at him.
"Keep your pants on." He yells back. Anna laughs as she grabs her orders to take them over to their tables. Luke came over to tell her. "Get your Barry Manilow loving mother two muffins." He points his thumb over to their table.
"Oh, Rory must have found the CD under her seat." She put two muffins on a plate to bring over to them.
"Looks like we made it..." Rory sings.
"Oh yeah? Spice Girls." Lorelai shot back.
"Duran Duran." Rory narrows her eyes.
"Dido." Lorelai hisses.
"Olivia Newton-John." Rory glares
"The Macarena. You, Anna, and Lane for hours and hours, for weeks on end." She did the dance moves in a sloppy fashion.
"Hey, we were mocking. You can't mock the mocking." Rory defends them.
"Alright. It's getting ugly. Let's stop." She put her hands down.
"Let's be friends again." Rory agrees. They toast to it. Rory giggles as she sips her coffee.
"Stop it." Lorelai scolds her.
"This is why Luke thinks we are insane." Anna realizes how weird the conversation seems without getting the whole story. She walks away from her protesting family.
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"Agh." Lorelai walks into the kitchen groaning.
"What?" Anna looks up from her Captain Crunch.
"The car won't start." She put her coffee and purse on the counter.
"What happened?" Rory pours a glass of orange juice.
"I don't know. It's just dead. I turned the key and it made a horrible sound." She took her coat off.
"What kind of sound?" Rory put the carton back in the fridge. She went to the table and put her books into her backpack.
"Like rrrar, rrrar, rrrar. You know, but less feminine." Lorelai imitated the sound.
"That's the battery," Anna remembered that was the problem last time it made that sound.
"Well, what did I ever do to make the battery mad?" She threw her hands in the air.
"Let's see. You've kept the radio on all night, killing the battery. You've kept the lights on all night, killing the battery. You've kept the door open, which keeps the ceiling light on, all night, killing the battery." Rory listed as she piled more books into her bag. Anna was watching her growing paranoid that she didn't have all the books she needed in her bag.
