Chapter 322: Win a Date with an old friend at the dime of a Highway Meet.

(Interlude: A Lorelai and Dinah run-in at the Local SuperMarket.)

I’ll say one thing about the guy,
he’s got guts.

I mean, the other day I was watching
this, like, sports show…

Stuart, can you please stop talking
about Johnny Blaze already?

Yeah, that might be a little hard.

I made it!

– Pull over!
– Do you want me to pull over?

– Drive.
– Driving.

Come on, Roxie,
I need to talk to you.

What’s your name?

Well, Stuart,
can you help me out here?

Sorry, dude. She’s the boss.

Johnny, look out!

All right, I guess I see
how it’s gonna be. Hang on!


Howdy, howdy, howdy.

Are you trying to kill yourself?

I wanna talk to you.
I haven’t seen you in 56,000 years.

This is crazy. You are crazy.
I don’t have time for this,
I have a story to edit.

You could have said no.

When they asked you to interview me,
you could have said no.

– Move your van out of the way!
– What are you trying to say?

Well, I’m not trying to say anything.
I’m saying that means something.

– Sorry!
– Don’t mind them, they’re fine.

We are on the side of the freeway.

Let’s get some dinner.

You still like Italian?

What’s this about, Johnny?
You want some closure?

Look, you were 17 and you witnessed
a tragedy and you ran.
I understand now
like I understood then…

…and I have no hard feelings, none.
That’s why they call it the past, because
it’s passed. It’s done, it’s over with.
Too much?

There’s a restaurant in my hotel,
the Plaza. Eight o’clock.


Don’t be late.

This is a sign, Roxanne.

There are no accidents.

Destiny and all that.


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