*2 days later.
*7:00am.
Rory wakes to the brilliant smell of freshly brewed coffee.
"Mmmm." She moans as she rolls out of bed and heads to the door.
*Jess is sitting at the kitchen counter waiting fro Rory.
"Morning." He says happily. "Coffee?" He asks with a smile.
"Yes please." Rory replies grinning.
As Jess holds the cup up to nose, Rory's face goes white.
Rory takes a step away from the coffee.
"Ror?" Jess asks cautiously.
Rory holds her hand out to stop Jess from getting up.
Jess goes to speak but is cut off by Rory hiccupping and then retreating towards the bathroom.
*20 minutes later.
Rory reenters the kitchen, which has now been stripped of anything resembling food or drink.
"Feeling any better?" Jess ask quietly.
"Yeah." Rory says taking a deep breath as she sits down next to Jess. "I took a shower too."
Jess lets his arm fall over Rory's shoulder.
"Sorry." She whispers to him.
"For what?"
"Getting sick...I swear it wasn't you're coffee it smelled really good."
Jess laughs. "I know." He replies kissing Rory's forehead.
"What time is it?"
"Quarter to eight"
"Oh! I should get ready to go I promised I'd be in by 8:30." Rory replies standing up.
"Are you going to even try and eat something?" Jess asks with concern.
Rory groans, "Gees I don't know, what if I eat something and throw up again....what if I throw up at work?!" Rory says frantically.
"I think they'll understand." Jess says raising an eyebrow at Rory.
Rory gives Jess a defeated look, "Well, maybe I could try some toast."
"Ok." Jess nods moving towards the toaster.
"But no butter."
"Ok."
"But I have to eat on my way to work because here's no way I'm going to have time to get dressed, do my hair and be out of here by 8:15."
"Fine, I don't care just as long as you eat." Jess calls to Rory as she returns to the bedroom.
*Same time Lane Kim's apartment.
Lane is nervously pacing the floor.
The phone begins to ring causing her to Jump.
She rushes to the phone, "Hello?!"
"Oh hello, mama."
"You sound upset, you need to calm down." Mrs. Kim's stern voice echoes out of the phone.
"What? No I'm fine."
"Have you been eating chocolate again?"
"No Mama."
"Did you eat breakfast?"
"Yes, mama."
"So, are you coming home for Christmas?" Mrs. Kim asks suddenly.
"Yes, mama."
"Wonderful." Mrs. Kim replies with eerie delight.
"I-it is? Why?" Lane asks skeptically.
"New members of church are coming for Christmas eve. They bring their son, he's going to be a doctor.....and he's Korean."
Lane groans out loud.
"Lane!"
"Mama, I told you no more dates."
"This is not a date, this is your future, you need a man who will take care of you, teacher is not respectable job you need a doctor who will keep your feet on the ground!" Mrs. Kim shrieks.
After years of similar arguments Lane has grown accustomed to her mother's lectures. Lane roles her eyes as she pulls the phone away form her ear.
"Good bye mama! See you in a few weeks." She yells before slamming the phone down.
Lane's mind is racing with anger as she thinks back to the slew of "respectable men" that had conveniently come to visit while Lane was home from school. For years her mother had pushed Koreans of all sorts, Doctors, lawyers, and pharmacists on her. Mrs. Kim refused to give into the idea that Lane would marry someone who wasn't Korean or successful. The few times that Lane had brought Dave around Mrs. Kim overlooked his hand grazing her daughters, she was civil to him at best and made her distaste known to Lane. Her disapproval had lead to many fights between Lane and Dave and was the cause of many of their breakups.
Tears begin to role down Lane's cheek as she realizes that her need for her mother's approval has ruined her life. And now not only has she lost the most important person in her life....she was going to be spending Christmas fending off a virgin Korean foot doctor.
"Damn it!" she says out loud. Lane has been racking her brain for 48 hours straight trying to figure a way to prove her love to Dave.....how could she prove it to him? What could she physically do? She's tried leaving him messages but he said words weren't enough and as a result of Lane's excessive calling, has unplugged his phone.
And now once Dave finds out how Lane is going to spend Christmas it will surely be the end of them. Dave had given up on winning Mrs. Kim's approval years ago and the fact that Lane still bowed down to her every command sickened him.
Lane sighs, giving in to the reality that her and Dave are through, how could they be a couple..Dave hated her mom's control over her and Mrs. Kim hated the fact that Dave was born American. She loves her Mom, but her erratic behavior had drained Lane a long time ago. She now dreaded going home, phone calls with her mom never lasted more than 10 minutes, and the last few times they had spoken Lane had found herself yelling back at her mom and yet in 2 weeks she would be sitting at Christmas dinner trying to impress some Korean doctor, who will be like all the others, serious and dull, mature with out a sense of humor. Her mother will grin as he casually mentions his 6-figure income as Lane's mind turns to what could have been...
Lane makes a small noise as a thought comes to mind...What if she didn't have to sit through dinner listening to the boring doctor's dull antidotes? What if she didn't show up to Christmas dinner alone, then she wouldn't be hit on by the doctor, her mother would have a fit and be put in her place at the same time. That's it! That's what Lane can do! She can bring Dave home for Christmas, then while she's getting berated by her mother Dave would see how much he means to her, they'd stay just long enough for her mother to scream at her, Lane can get a few choice words in....tell her mother that she's in love with Dave and then they could walk out, free to spend the rest of the holiday together. It was a perfect plan. All she needs now is to get a hold of Dave...
*Jess' classroom 1:30pm.
"Ok, and who can tell me what the ironing board was symbolic of?" Jess gruff voice permeates the small class room.
A parade of female hands rise as the boys scoff in the back.
"Alright Dominique, go ahead."
There's a knock at the door.
"Well, The ironing board represents the repetitiveness-
*Another knock*
Jess turns towards the door where Lane Kim's eager face is staring back at him.
The bell rings
"Alright, alright....we'll continue with this tomorrow, thank you for volunteering Dominique, don't forget to review the story, test on Thursday....it will NOT be multiple choice, have a good day."
The door opens as 30 13-year-olds run past Lane.
Jess steps out after them.
"Hello?" He says warily.
"Hey." Lane grins.
"Ok, um no offense but why exactly are you here...where I work....where you've never come before."
"Ok, I know this is weird but I had the best idea and I had to tell someone see----"
Jess cuts Lane off, "Couldn't get a hold of Rory?"
Lane gives him a guilty look, "Those secretaries can be really snotty."
Jess sighs, "Well, I have a half hour for lunch care to join me?"
"Will you listen to my idea?"
"I can't really stop you now can I?"
*20 minutes later: Wendy;s
"Hmmm." Jess replies through a mouth full of burger. "That could work."
"You think so?"
"Of course you have to track down Dave first....and since he unplugged his phone and stopped answering his interco---
"How did you know about that?" Lane says, her voice high pitched.
Jess waves his right hand at her revealing the silver wedding band on his finger, "Do you think this means nothing? Rory's obligated to tell me everything." He smirks at Lane's annoyed expression.
"Well see that's where you come in..."
"Oh no!"
"Come on Jess, I know he'll talk to you, please! How am I supposed to get a life of my own and leave you and Rory alone if I can't even get Dave to talk to me.
Jess groans, "Fine."
*4:00pm: Jess is on his way to see Dave, he is on his cell phone talking to Rory.
"...aw you're such a softy helping Lane out." Rory giggles.
"Shut up."
"Mean." Rory replies sadly.
"Well, I'm here I'll see you at home ok?"
"Love you."
"Love you too." Jess replies smiling as he turns of his phone.
Jess presses the button of the intercom.
"Yea?" Dave's voice booms through the small box.
"It's uh Jess."
"Oh, hey..you want to come up?"
"Actually I'm on my way home I just wanted to talk to you about something."
"Ok, shoot." Dave replies casually.
*10 minutes later: After the first 2 minutes of the conversation Dave decided to discuss Lane face to face with Jess.
"Wow, so she really wants to do this?"
"Yeah, she seemed pretty set on it...she even came to talk to me about it personally..and I never thought she really liked me that much." Jess replies.
"This could be the end for her and her mom though, her mom might disown her." Dave says breathing in.
"Well, I guess she's decided what's more important." Jess smiles at Dave, who remains flabbergasted.
"I, I should probably go call her."
"Um, I'd go see her and maybe bring some flowers...that whole unplugging the phone thing really messed with her." Jess confides.
"Thanks a lot." Dave says shaking Jess' hand.
"Well I better go, I have to go home and make dinner...hopefully it'll get eaten today..and you, you need to go buy flowers...big ones...expensive ones."
*4:30: Rory and Jess' apartment.
"Hello?" Jess calls as he enters the apartment.
Rory's head pops up from the couch, "Hey!" She smiles at him.
Jess lets his bag fall to the floor and approaches the couch, "So how are doing?"
"I'm ok, a little tired, John had me running around all day...some big network guy was there..so we all had "special assignments"
"Did you eat?"
"Yep." Rory replies.
Jess stares her down.
"I did, I ate my toast when I got to work, then I had a bagel around 9 and then I had a chicken sandwich for lunch and a cookie for a snack."
"So, you were ok for the rest of the day?"
"Well, not exactly."
"What happened?"
"Well, I had no trouble with the solid food....there was only one thing I couldn't keep down...." Rory trails off sadly.
"Let me guess..." Jess smirks.
"It's not funny." Rory replies sadly.
"Who would have ever believed there'd come a day when a Gilmore couldn't have coffee."
Rory smacks Jess hard across the chest.
"Ow!" He replies trying to conceal his laughter.
"You deserve it!" Rory replies swatting him again.
Jess stands up holding Rory back with his arms, "Ok! Ok! I'm sorry, are you hungry do you want dinner?"
"Yes." Rory replies folding her arms.
"What do you want? Spaghetti good?"
"Can you make it coffee flavored?" Rory asks looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.
Jess pulls Rory into a kiss.
"That's a no isn't it?" Rory asks pulling out of the kiss.
Jess nods, Rory lets go of him and storms back to the couch.
"I'll call you when it's ready?" He says with amusement.
*Lane's apartment:
*There's a knock at the door.
"comi-"
Lane is cut off by the door swinging open.
Dave smiles at Lane.
Lane turns around, "I keep forgetting to get my keys back from my exes." She mumbles.
"Exes?" Dave says with hurt.
"Well, ex." Lane admits.
"Is that what I am?" He asks honestly.
"You're the one who gave me the Dear John letter." She says angrily.
"Lane, I'm sorry but you know I had to do what I did...I couldn't go on the way it was."
"I know." She says simply.
"Jess told me about you idea."
"I know, I sent him over there." Lane replies, a smile playing on her lips.
"He also told me that I was being an ass and I needed to apologize and bring you flowers."
"You bought me flowers?"
"Well, flower....I couldn't find any I really likes so I bought you a rose....and this." Dave replies holding up an old notebook.
"What is it?"
"A lyrics book...look at the cover." Dave replies holding ti out for Lane.
Lane fingers the cover, tracing the messy green writing on the front, "Lane." She reads.
"You know after we started going out I had a lot to write about....and after a while I had so many poems and songs written about you I went out and got a book to keep them all in."
"Oh, Dave." Lane sniffles.
"I wanted to show you this for the longest time but every time I went to show you something happened and we'd break up."
Lane moves towards Dave, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Dave hangs his arms loosely around her waist. "I'm showing you this...because I know that this is it, Lane I never want to be apart again....right now as far as I'm concerned I'm taken." He whispers.
"Really?" Lane asks, pulling away to look Dave in the eye.
"Yeah." Dave nods pulling Lane towards him again.
They remain in an embrace for several minutes before Dave takes Lane's face in his hands.
"What now?" He asks.
"Well....I guess we prepare for next week."
"How so?"
"Well I figure my mom will start with me...by wringing my neck so we'll need to pick of some moisturizer, and then of course when she's done with me she's going to kill you....."
"You're exaggerating." Dave laughs.
"Remember the first time I told my mom we were dating?"
"Oh yea....I still have the scar from running into your living room wall." Dave grins at Lane, kissing her neck gently.
"Mmmmmm."Lane sighs, "I guess we can think about that tomorrow...." She trails off grabbing Dave by the collar and pulling him towards the bedroom.
"If you think it's for the best.." Dave replies Rolling his eyes.
A/N Abrupt ending but oh well I have work in an hour and I need to eat dinner----dinner at 4pm that's sick if you ask me. Anyway hope you liked it I'll be continuing soon. Like I said before I like feedback if you have any thoughts or ideas of how I could improve the story or if you have any ideas on what direction I should take it in let me know.
*7:00am.
Rory wakes to the brilliant smell of freshly brewed coffee.
"Mmmm." She moans as she rolls out of bed and heads to the door.
*Jess is sitting at the kitchen counter waiting fro Rory.
"Morning." He says happily. "Coffee?" He asks with a smile.
"Yes please." Rory replies grinning.
As Jess holds the cup up to nose, Rory's face goes white.
Rory takes a step away from the coffee.
"Ror?" Jess asks cautiously.
Rory holds her hand out to stop Jess from getting up.
Jess goes to speak but is cut off by Rory hiccupping and then retreating towards the bathroom.
*20 minutes later.
Rory reenters the kitchen, which has now been stripped of anything resembling food or drink.
"Feeling any better?" Jess ask quietly.
"Yeah." Rory says taking a deep breath as she sits down next to Jess. "I took a shower too."
Jess lets his arm fall over Rory's shoulder.
"Sorry." She whispers to him.
"For what?"
"Getting sick...I swear it wasn't you're coffee it smelled really good."
Jess laughs. "I know." He replies kissing Rory's forehead.
"What time is it?"
"Quarter to eight"
"Oh! I should get ready to go I promised I'd be in by 8:30." Rory replies standing up.
"Are you going to even try and eat something?" Jess asks with concern.
Rory groans, "Gees I don't know, what if I eat something and throw up again....what if I throw up at work?!" Rory says frantically.
"I think they'll understand." Jess says raising an eyebrow at Rory.
Rory gives Jess a defeated look, "Well, maybe I could try some toast."
"Ok." Jess nods moving towards the toaster.
"But no butter."
"Ok."
"But I have to eat on my way to work because here's no way I'm going to have time to get dressed, do my hair and be out of here by 8:15."
"Fine, I don't care just as long as you eat." Jess calls to Rory as she returns to the bedroom.
*Same time Lane Kim's apartment.
Lane is nervously pacing the floor.
The phone begins to ring causing her to Jump.
She rushes to the phone, "Hello?!"
"Oh hello, mama."
"You sound upset, you need to calm down." Mrs. Kim's stern voice echoes out of the phone.
"What? No I'm fine."
"Have you been eating chocolate again?"
"No Mama."
"Did you eat breakfast?"
"Yes, mama."
"So, are you coming home for Christmas?" Mrs. Kim asks suddenly.
"Yes, mama."
"Wonderful." Mrs. Kim replies with eerie delight.
"I-it is? Why?" Lane asks skeptically.
"New members of church are coming for Christmas eve. They bring their son, he's going to be a doctor.....and he's Korean."
Lane groans out loud.
"Lane!"
"Mama, I told you no more dates."
"This is not a date, this is your future, you need a man who will take care of you, teacher is not respectable job you need a doctor who will keep your feet on the ground!" Mrs. Kim shrieks.
After years of similar arguments Lane has grown accustomed to her mother's lectures. Lane roles her eyes as she pulls the phone away form her ear.
"Good bye mama! See you in a few weeks." She yells before slamming the phone down.
Lane's mind is racing with anger as she thinks back to the slew of "respectable men" that had conveniently come to visit while Lane was home from school. For years her mother had pushed Koreans of all sorts, Doctors, lawyers, and pharmacists on her. Mrs. Kim refused to give into the idea that Lane would marry someone who wasn't Korean or successful. The few times that Lane had brought Dave around Mrs. Kim overlooked his hand grazing her daughters, she was civil to him at best and made her distaste known to Lane. Her disapproval had lead to many fights between Lane and Dave and was the cause of many of their breakups.
Tears begin to role down Lane's cheek as she realizes that her need for her mother's approval has ruined her life. And now not only has she lost the most important person in her life....she was going to be spending Christmas fending off a virgin Korean foot doctor.
"Damn it!" she says out loud. Lane has been racking her brain for 48 hours straight trying to figure a way to prove her love to Dave.....how could she prove it to him? What could she physically do? She's tried leaving him messages but he said words weren't enough and as a result of Lane's excessive calling, has unplugged his phone.
And now once Dave finds out how Lane is going to spend Christmas it will surely be the end of them. Dave had given up on winning Mrs. Kim's approval years ago and the fact that Lane still bowed down to her every command sickened him.
Lane sighs, giving in to the reality that her and Dave are through, how could they be a couple..Dave hated her mom's control over her and Mrs. Kim hated the fact that Dave was born American. She loves her Mom, but her erratic behavior had drained Lane a long time ago. She now dreaded going home, phone calls with her mom never lasted more than 10 minutes, and the last few times they had spoken Lane had found herself yelling back at her mom and yet in 2 weeks she would be sitting at Christmas dinner trying to impress some Korean doctor, who will be like all the others, serious and dull, mature with out a sense of humor. Her mother will grin as he casually mentions his 6-figure income as Lane's mind turns to what could have been...
Lane makes a small noise as a thought comes to mind...What if she didn't have to sit through dinner listening to the boring doctor's dull antidotes? What if she didn't show up to Christmas dinner alone, then she wouldn't be hit on by the doctor, her mother would have a fit and be put in her place at the same time. That's it! That's what Lane can do! She can bring Dave home for Christmas, then while she's getting berated by her mother Dave would see how much he means to her, they'd stay just long enough for her mother to scream at her, Lane can get a few choice words in....tell her mother that she's in love with Dave and then they could walk out, free to spend the rest of the holiday together. It was a perfect plan. All she needs now is to get a hold of Dave...
*Jess' classroom 1:30pm.
"Ok, and who can tell me what the ironing board was symbolic of?" Jess gruff voice permeates the small class room.
A parade of female hands rise as the boys scoff in the back.
"Alright Dominique, go ahead."
There's a knock at the door.
"Well, The ironing board represents the repetitiveness-
*Another knock*
Jess turns towards the door where Lane Kim's eager face is staring back at him.
The bell rings
"Alright, alright....we'll continue with this tomorrow, thank you for volunteering Dominique, don't forget to review the story, test on Thursday....it will NOT be multiple choice, have a good day."
The door opens as 30 13-year-olds run past Lane.
Jess steps out after them.
"Hello?" He says warily.
"Hey." Lane grins.
"Ok, um no offense but why exactly are you here...where I work....where you've never come before."
"Ok, I know this is weird but I had the best idea and I had to tell someone see----"
Jess cuts Lane off, "Couldn't get a hold of Rory?"
Lane gives him a guilty look, "Those secretaries can be really snotty."
Jess sighs, "Well, I have a half hour for lunch care to join me?"
"Will you listen to my idea?"
"I can't really stop you now can I?"
*20 minutes later: Wendy;s
"Hmmm." Jess replies through a mouth full of burger. "That could work."
"You think so?"
"Of course you have to track down Dave first....and since he unplugged his phone and stopped answering his interco---
"How did you know about that?" Lane says, her voice high pitched.
Jess waves his right hand at her revealing the silver wedding band on his finger, "Do you think this means nothing? Rory's obligated to tell me everything." He smirks at Lane's annoyed expression.
"Well see that's where you come in..."
"Oh no!"
"Come on Jess, I know he'll talk to you, please! How am I supposed to get a life of my own and leave you and Rory alone if I can't even get Dave to talk to me.
Jess groans, "Fine."
*4:00pm: Jess is on his way to see Dave, he is on his cell phone talking to Rory.
"...aw you're such a softy helping Lane out." Rory giggles.
"Shut up."
"Mean." Rory replies sadly.
"Well, I'm here I'll see you at home ok?"
"Love you."
"Love you too." Jess replies smiling as he turns of his phone.
Jess presses the button of the intercom.
"Yea?" Dave's voice booms through the small box.
"It's uh Jess."
"Oh, hey..you want to come up?"
"Actually I'm on my way home I just wanted to talk to you about something."
"Ok, shoot." Dave replies casually.
*10 minutes later: After the first 2 minutes of the conversation Dave decided to discuss Lane face to face with Jess.
"Wow, so she really wants to do this?"
"Yeah, she seemed pretty set on it...she even came to talk to me about it personally..and I never thought she really liked me that much." Jess replies.
"This could be the end for her and her mom though, her mom might disown her." Dave says breathing in.
"Well, I guess she's decided what's more important." Jess smiles at Dave, who remains flabbergasted.
"I, I should probably go call her."
"Um, I'd go see her and maybe bring some flowers...that whole unplugging the phone thing really messed with her." Jess confides.
"Thanks a lot." Dave says shaking Jess' hand.
"Well I better go, I have to go home and make dinner...hopefully it'll get eaten today..and you, you need to go buy flowers...big ones...expensive ones."
*4:30: Rory and Jess' apartment.
"Hello?" Jess calls as he enters the apartment.
Rory's head pops up from the couch, "Hey!" She smiles at him.
Jess lets his bag fall to the floor and approaches the couch, "So how are doing?"
"I'm ok, a little tired, John had me running around all day...some big network guy was there..so we all had "special assignments"
"Did you eat?"
"Yep." Rory replies.
Jess stares her down.
"I did, I ate my toast when I got to work, then I had a bagel around 9 and then I had a chicken sandwich for lunch and a cookie for a snack."
"So, you were ok for the rest of the day?"
"Well, not exactly."
"What happened?"
"Well, I had no trouble with the solid food....there was only one thing I couldn't keep down...." Rory trails off sadly.
"Let me guess..." Jess smirks.
"It's not funny." Rory replies sadly.
"Who would have ever believed there'd come a day when a Gilmore couldn't have coffee."
Rory smacks Jess hard across the chest.
"Ow!" He replies trying to conceal his laughter.
"You deserve it!" Rory replies swatting him again.
Jess stands up holding Rory back with his arms, "Ok! Ok! I'm sorry, are you hungry do you want dinner?"
"Yes." Rory replies folding her arms.
"What do you want? Spaghetti good?"
"Can you make it coffee flavored?" Rory asks looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.
Jess pulls Rory into a kiss.
"That's a no isn't it?" Rory asks pulling out of the kiss.
Jess nods, Rory lets go of him and storms back to the couch.
"I'll call you when it's ready?" He says with amusement.
*Lane's apartment:
*There's a knock at the door.
"comi-"
Lane is cut off by the door swinging open.
Dave smiles at Lane.
Lane turns around, "I keep forgetting to get my keys back from my exes." She mumbles.
"Exes?" Dave says with hurt.
"Well, ex." Lane admits.
"Is that what I am?" He asks honestly.
"You're the one who gave me the Dear John letter." She says angrily.
"Lane, I'm sorry but you know I had to do what I did...I couldn't go on the way it was."
"I know." She says simply.
"Jess told me about you idea."
"I know, I sent him over there." Lane replies, a smile playing on her lips.
"He also told me that I was being an ass and I needed to apologize and bring you flowers."
"You bought me flowers?"
"Well, flower....I couldn't find any I really likes so I bought you a rose....and this." Dave replies holding up an old notebook.
"What is it?"
"A lyrics book...look at the cover." Dave replies holding ti out for Lane.
Lane fingers the cover, tracing the messy green writing on the front, "Lane." She reads.
"You know after we started going out I had a lot to write about....and after a while I had so many poems and songs written about you I went out and got a book to keep them all in."
"Oh, Dave." Lane sniffles.
"I wanted to show you this for the longest time but every time I went to show you something happened and we'd break up."
Lane moves towards Dave, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Dave hangs his arms loosely around her waist. "I'm showing you this...because I know that this is it, Lane I never want to be apart again....right now as far as I'm concerned I'm taken." He whispers.
"Really?" Lane asks, pulling away to look Dave in the eye.
"Yeah." Dave nods pulling Lane towards him again.
They remain in an embrace for several minutes before Dave takes Lane's face in his hands.
"What now?" He asks.
"Well....I guess we prepare for next week."
"How so?"
"Well I figure my mom will start with me...by wringing my neck so we'll need to pick of some moisturizer, and then of course when she's done with me she's going to kill you....."
"You're exaggerating." Dave laughs.
"Remember the first time I told my mom we were dating?"
"Oh yea....I still have the scar from running into your living room wall." Dave grins at Lane, kissing her neck gently.
"Mmmmmm."Lane sighs, "I guess we can think about that tomorrow...." She trails off grabbing Dave by the collar and pulling him towards the bedroom.
"If you think it's for the best.." Dave replies Rolling his eyes.
A/N Abrupt ending but oh well I have work in an hour and I need to eat dinner----dinner at 4pm that's sick if you ask me. Anyway hope you liked it I'll be continuing soon. Like I said before I like feedback if you have any thoughts or ideas of how I could improve the story or if you have any ideas on what direction I should take it in let me know.