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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 998242" data-attributes="member: 9167"> Will Rogers World AirportOklahoma City, Oklahoma5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003Lorelai sighed, impatient to get moving and never one to react well to an order of any kind, even when it was meant for her own good.  Sure she actually saw Stewart get shot and Rylee was hurt herself, but the idea that anyone would want to shoot a simple professor still boggled her mind.Standing near the door, she held Krizzel in her arms, petting him absently.  Durant's earlier words had confused her a bit as well as him not barking remonstrations at her for Krizzel.  Maybe he was just really grumpy  from lack of sleep yesterday?  Or maybe he just needed a cat to make him feel better.  He actually sounded that he might like her....ha...that was a good one.She glanced down at Krizzel and sighed once again, shaking her head at him.  "You are a little traitor, you know that?"  Nuzzling his cold nose, she smiled at his silly cat face.  "You're supposed to dislike him, not try and become his new best friend."And so she waited...and waited...and waited...becoming more impatient as time wore on.</blockquote>