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[lorelai-rory.livejournal.com]

Rory walks into the bar, looking a little tired but glad.

Classes were back in and they were going decently so far.

Now if there was someone here who would buy her a sorely needed drink.

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[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

He smiles fondly. "That you are. Make them the best years of your life kid... 'cause that's what college is all about. No regrets."

"I'm 38 and I don't regret a thing... and that reminds me..." He looks down, apprently searching for something around his stool. "Now where did I leave my cane?"

[lorelai-rory.livejournal.com]

She raises an eyebrow

" A cane? What did you do that means you need a cane? "

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Hm? The cane? Oh... it was your mom's idea... she likes that kind of thing evidently," he smirks.

"Kidding! I was being facetitious about the age thing," he explains and quickly takes a drink to cover his sheepishness.

[lorelai-rory.livejournal.com]

She laughs, relieved that nothing really happened.

" My mom is weird, I'm warning belatedly. "

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"I know," he agrees with a grin. "But it's a good weird though. I'm certainly not complaining."

[lorelai-rory.livejournal.com]

" Good, I'll keep that in mind. "

She spots her mom when she walks in...speak of the devil.

" Hey, It was good tlking to you. See you whenever? "

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Sure... you know where I am if you need a drink anytime." Indy wacthes Lorelai fondly for a few moments. "Tell her to come see me when you're through if you wouldn't mind."

[lorelai-rory.livejournal.com]

She nods.

" Hey for free alchohol...I'll be a messenger girl. "

And she waves her mom over.