Takes place after the Gail/Holly kiss in the coat room during the wedding episode.
Ding ding.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" Luke enters the coat room when no one appears at the sound of the bell. The last thing he expects to see is Gail Peck sitting on the floor wearing a fur coat which he'd bet isn't hers, and holding an empty champagne flute in her hand...but that's exactly what he sees.
"Gail?"
"Hey Homicide." She gives him a cursory glance. Eyes glassy from maybe the alcohol, but looks to him to be more like shock. He steps further into the small dimly lit room, his coat long forgotten.
"What are you doing back here?"
"Reevaluating my life choices." Is her answer, and he kinda likes how he never knows what's going to come out of her mouth next. A ding sounds behind him and he sees one of the wedding guests standing in the doorway, also looking to retrieve their coat. Luke turns back to Gail, who is now running a finger across her bottom lip distractedly.
"Sounds fun. Do you know where the coat girl went?" He asks, and the question seems to snap her out of her stupor. Actually, the question seems to paint a flush across her cheeks. Almost like she's embarrassed. Interesting.
"Why would I know where the coat girl went? Do I look like I work here?" Gail stands up quickly, the fur coat falling from her shoulders and onto the floor. "I don't know anything about weird, super confusing coat girls who like to be weird and confusing, and sometimes hot. So stop asking."
She leaves the room in a huff, and Luke feels like he's missing something. But then again, he always feels like that when it comes to Gail.