Back at the Inn, Michel confronts Luke, who is making repairs to a chair leg. Michel is pissed that Luke's "feelthy green truck" is parked in guest parking, and says that feelthy green truck parking is in the back, behind the shed. Luke grumbles that he'll move it, later, but Michel is not done: "Now, about your hat." Michel reminds us all that gentlemen don't wear hats indoors, and I quite agree, but Luke counters that he's not much of a gentleman, anyway. "Not if you persist in dressing like a Peanuts character," Michel agrees. Ha! Michel is so, so overly bitchy in this episode, but considering the absolute ridiculousness of Luke right now, I'm fine with it. Luke says that he's not taking off his hat, but Michel has moved on: he says he saw Luke giving directions to a guest this morning and insists that Luke is not qualified to do so, being merely a diner owner. "That is my job," Michel clenches out, "and you lack my people skeelz!" He continues bitching and yelling and says that he saw Luke eating a sandwich, that they do not allow "the help" to eat in front of the guests, and that Luke is to eat in the barn from now on. Luke, understandably, says he ain't eating in the barn. "Parker ate in the barn," Michel retorts, full of florid emotion. Luke: "Who's Parker?" Michel: " Parker is wonderful, wonderful man!" And, nearly in tears, Michel stomps out.

Still in the hallway with her stuff, Rory calls Logan. "There are no singles left," she says. Logan is, as you might imagine, confused. Rory says that there are no apartments anywhere on campus. I...hate it when this show does this. Don't call someone up and start talking in the middle of a story. This is not a French farce where all sorts of hijinks are about to break out based on some simple misunderstanding. This ain't Three's Company! ["True, and more's the pity." -- Wing Chun] Logan, naturally, is confused, but Rory finally explains the editorship, the kicking out, etc. "Hotplate Harriet took it very badly," she says. Logan says that Paris is an idiot (and he ought to know), and asks what Rory's doing now. She says she's waiting on Starving Students to come move her stuff, but she's skeptical: "How starving can they be if the can't come 'til five hours after you call? Plus, I heard that guy crunching on something during our call; sounded like Baked Lays." Cute. Speaking of crunching, Logan bites the big one. He says that since Rory's got nowhere to go, she should move in with him. He says she's already there half the time anyway, and already has two dresser drawers she calls her own, so why not? "And right now, for a limited time," he says, "I'll throw in three more drawers, and a set of Ginsu knives." Rory is intrigued. "Really?" she says, and he shakes his head, admitting, "I have no idea where to get Ginsu knives." I wish you did, dude. If they can cut through a piece of rebar, they might be able to take a slice out of your smarm. Rory says it's really sweet of him to offer, but that it's kind of a big step; still, Logan presses on. "You need a place, I've got the space," he says. "It'll be fun." Rory gives in: "Well, I might need just one more drawer. I can put my socks in a shoebox under the bed." Logan seems glad she's saying yes, and says he's calling Colin and Finn to come pick up her stuff. I don't understand why HE cannot come and help her move her stuff. Why are Colin and Finn his personal moving service? What exactly is he doing right now, anyway? Looking up ever funkier male hairdos online? Buying stock in gray sweaters? Writing a paper on how to get someone else to write all your papers for you?