--The Dean and the Love
SOOKIE: Now remember you do not take your eyes off this for a minute 'cause the second you do it will boil and then it's ruined. So, just stand there and stare at it. Okay?
(Rory and Lane enter the kitchen)
RORY: Hey Sookie!
SOOKIE: Hey kitty cats. Cinnamon buns are over there.
R: Do you have any of those rocky road cookies that you made yesterday?
SOOKIE: I can scrounge some up. Lane, you need a bag?
LANE: No thank you.
SOOKIE: You staring?
CHEF: I'm staring.
SOOKIE: Thank you.
LANE: So anyhow, Rich has this amazing hair.
R: Really?
LANE: Oh my god. It's so perfect. It's thick but it's not too thick. And it's got really good natural wave, so he probably uses way less product than most guys.
R: Always a plus. Hey, what time is it?
LANE: I don't know
R: I have to get to the bus stop. Dean's meeting me there.
LANE: But I'm trying to talk to you about this.
R: I know, we'll talk on the way.
SOOKIE: Here you go. (hands Rory bag of cookies)
R: Thank you Sookie.
(Lorelai enters kitchen)
L: Hey sweets. I have a locksmith coming to the house today like five-ish, and I don't know how long it'll take, so will you tell grandma and grandpa that I'm gonna be late and that I'm having Satan's baby. You pick the order.
R: I'll relay the time message but I'm leaving the rest up to you.
(Lorelai grabs the bag of cookies that Rory was carrying)
L: What is this? You hate rocky road cookies?
R: I do not. (She grabs the bag back.)
L: Oh I'm sorry. That must be my other daughter Schmory.
R: We're leaving now.
L: Wait a minute. I know who likes rocky road cookies.
SOOKIE: Who?
L: Dean. They're for Dean.
SOOKIE: She's bringing baked goods to a boy. Wow. Serious!
L: (in high voice) "Here Dean, these cookies are for you, 'cause you're keen."
R: Stop.
SOOKIE: Rory's in love!
L: Love, love, love, Dean, Dean, Dean!
SOOKIE: (singing) The cookies for the love and the dean and the cookies for the love and the dean and the cookies for the love and the . . .
L: (singing) Dean and the love and the Dean and the love and the Dean and . . . . . okay, we can stop, she's gone now.
SOOKIE: But it's fun.
L: Well, you're on your own.
SOOKIE: (singing) The cookies for the Dean and Rory and the cookies for the love with the Dean. . .
***
(Dean, from behind the bench, leans in between the two of them)
DEAN: Hi.
R: Hi!
DEAN: Lane.
LANE: Dean.
DEAN: Nice hat. (Dean sits on the bench and hands Rory a book) Here.
R: Oh, how'd you like it?
DEAN: Well, I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.
R: Aha! You liked it! You liked Jane Austen. I knew you would! Lane, Dean likes Jane Austen.
LANE: Wow, who would've thought.
R: I told him he would. But he was all, forget Jane Austen, you have to read Hunter Thompson.
DEAN: You do have to read Hunter Thompson.
R: Not as much as you needed to read Jane Austen.
DEAN: Yeah, yeah. Hey what's that? (picks up the bag of cookies)
R: Just some cookies.
DEAN: Rocky Road.
R: Yeah.
DEAN: Wow, she brings me cookies. How can I repay her?
R: How about a little Charlotte Bronte?
DEAN: How about something else? (Gives Rory a kiss)
R: That's good too.
LANE: Okay, I gotta go. I am going to be late for homeroom, and I have that perfect attendance certificate in my sights.
RORY: See you later.
LANE: Yeah, see ya.
-Love War and Snow
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