“Hello, Welcome to Dragonfly Inn!” A bright bubbly woman welcomes you, she seems to be the owner of the Inn. She also seems wrapped up in some business elsewhere so she sends someone else to help you out.

Her daughter, Rory.

Rory had been bored practically all day. Bending paperclips into indecipherable shapes and doodling on Michel’s precious sticky notes when her mother Lorelai told her to check in the newcomer.

She walks to the front desk and smiles, “Hi. Did you um…make a reservation?” She asks. She’s never done this before but she’ll do her best.

She notices you’re young. Maybe about her age. She wonders what brought you to Stars Hollow.