IRISH COFFEE
Chapter Two of Secrets Of The Heart.
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Things were quiet in the diner and Luke sat at the counter, wondering if he should close up for the night. Just then the phone rang, snapping Luke out of his daydreams, he picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Hi Lukey." Lorelai winced, bad move – Luke hated to be called that. To her surprise he didn't comment.
"Lorelai, what's up?" He sounded surprised.
"Nothing is up, that's the problem. I'm bored Luke!" She whined.
"Where's Rory?"
"At a Franklin meeting."
"Oh ok."
"Entertain me Burger Boy" Lorelai pleaded.
"That's Mr. Burger Boy to you."
"Can I be Miss. Burger Boy?"
"This is silly."
"Of course it's silly, but you have to admit it's entertaining."
"I'll admit to nothing."
"You know what? I feel like an Irish Coffee."
"Irish coffee?" Luke's voice was questioning.
"Yep. 'Cause only Irish coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat."
"Sounds unhealthy."
"Reckon you could whip one up?"
"Nope."
"Reckon you could whip one up?"
"Nope"
"With whipped cream on top?"
"Nope"
"With extra chocolate sprinkles too?"
"Nope."
"Ok, I guess I'll have to call a random phone number and hope I don't get Kirk."
"You wouldn't"
Lorelai started pressing numbers into the phone and Luke could hear them beep across their connection, a few more and they would get disconnected.
"Fine. Come on over, I'll make you one."
"Nah, it's ok. I'll find someone who will make me one."
"Really, it's ok Lorelai. I'll make you one."
"I could just call Sookie."
"Look, I'm getting the ingredients out. . ."
"Alright, if you insist." Lorelai grinned and hung up the phone.
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Luke mentally slapped himself as he hung up the phone, how did he get pulled into this one. He didn't even have the slightest clue how to make an Irish coffee! The diner was all closed up: the door was locked, the chairs stacked on top of the tables and Luke was. . . in his singlet??? With a grunt Luke jogged up the stairs to his apartment and put on a flannel shirt as he usually did, but then he noticed an old surf tee lying at the back of his cupboard, maybe today was the day for a little variation. He pulled off the flannel and put on the tee, would Lorelai like it?
He jogged back down stairs, unlocked the door, and positioned himself casually on one of the tabletop stools with a newspaper. Not long after he heard the familiar jingle of the door opening. . .
It was funny, Luke had never seen Lorelai in her pyjamas before. She looked kinda cute in her pink flannel pj bottoms, white tank top and fluffy winter jacket. . .
"I thought wearing flannel was my job."
"I guess we decided to trade jobs today," Lorelai replied noting his tee.
"I guess," a silence followed.
"So, Irish coffee?"
Luke turned red, "I don't know how to make them."
"That's ok, I'll settle for normal coffee then."
"What did you say an Irish coffee was?"
"Alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat."
"I can see why it appeals. . ." Luke thought a minute then went out the back.
He came back with a slice of chocolate cake on a plate.
"Chocolate cake!" Lorelai squealed.
"And strawberries. . . dressed with daiquiri."
"Yum! That covers the alcohol, sugar and fat. . ."
Luke set a cup of coffee next to the plate in front of her, "I guess that for fills all the requirements."
"I love you Luke!"
Luke shifted uncomfortably and Lorelai turned red, "I mean - "
"Don't worry, I understand." Luke interrupted.
"You do?"
"Yep, I'm just an extension of the coffee pot. You love the coffee and the coffee is attached to me."
"Luke. . ."
"No, it's ok Lorelai. You don't have to explain anything."
"But that's not what I meant!"
"Forget about it."
Lorelai grinned, "Ok then, new topic."
"What crazy topic is Lorelai Gilmore going to bring up this time?"
"Let's see. Pairing unusual words together and I have come up with the words. . .hmmm. . .Luke. . . and pick another unlikely word Lorelai. . .aha! Shopping! The new topic is Luke and shopping."
"Hate to disappoint but Luke here," he points to himself, "Doesn't shop, so that won't make too good a conversation."
"That's too bad, I wanted to take you shopping."
"No way."
"Yes way."
"No."
"Yes"
"No, no, no."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Stop. This is insane, you're saying the same things over and expecting a different result each time. My answer is final, no."
"Party pooper," Lorelai pouted and Luke could feel himself softening.
Now in full ranting mode Luke continued, "I mean, what is the point of buying nice clothes all the time, after all, in the end beauty is only skin deep. . .or so they say."
Lorelai grinned, and Luke knew she was going to make a joke about what his rant, "I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep too."
Luke blinked, *she was agreeing??*
Lorelai continued, "I mean, that's deep enough. What more could you want, an adorable pancreas?"
*Ha! So much for an agreement, it was just a joke after all.*
"Correct me if I'm wrong," Luke began, "But didn't the fine line between sanity and madness just get finer?"
"Are you calling me insane?"
"Maybe. . ."
"Better be insane than boring!" Lorelai retorted, her tongue poking out at him.
"Deranged fanatic!"
"Conservative!"
"Loony!"
"Monotonous!"
"Cracked!"
"Unadventurous!"
"Over enthusiastic!"
"Conformist!"
"Batty! Unhinged! Disturbed! Unbalanced!"
Lorelai butted in, "Hey wait! It's my turn, you just had four goes in a row!"
"Tough luck. Learn to play the game." Luke replied with a snort.
"Cheater!" Lorelai spat at him.
"Sore loser!" Luke retorted just as quickly.
Jess appeared at the stairway leading to the apartment not looking at all pleased, he turned to go back upstairs when he saw them but decided to add a smart comment first, "Shhhh. . .Remember your indoor voices children."
"That boy. One day I'm gonna. . ." Luke trailed off.
"Gonna what?"
"Never mind."
"Throttle him?" Lorelai suggested.
"That's always an option."
Lorelai settled down to eat her food and Luke only too happy to watch, here he was with his best friend in the world and he was content for now. The only thing that could possibly make him happier at this moment, was if Lorelai was eating an apple instead of cake and drinking tea instead of water. Unhealthy food, though Luke, equals an unhealthy heart.
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Next chapter coming soon. . . Lorelai will find out she's diabetic, and that Luke is a cross dresser and. . .don't freak, I'm just pulling your leg. But there was a serious lack of Rory-ness in this chapter, I promise to make up for it in the next chapter. . . Help make my day, click the button below and write me a review!!!
Chapter Two of Secrets Of The Heart.
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Things were quiet in the diner and Luke sat at the counter, wondering if he should close up for the night. Just then the phone rang, snapping Luke out of his daydreams, he picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Hi Lukey." Lorelai winced, bad move – Luke hated to be called that. To her surprise he didn't comment.
"Lorelai, what's up?" He sounded surprised.
"Nothing is up, that's the problem. I'm bored Luke!" She whined.
"Where's Rory?"
"At a Franklin meeting."
"Oh ok."
"Entertain me Burger Boy" Lorelai pleaded.
"That's Mr. Burger Boy to you."
"Can I be Miss. Burger Boy?"
"This is silly."
"Of course it's silly, but you have to admit it's entertaining."
"I'll admit to nothing."
"You know what? I feel like an Irish Coffee."
"Irish coffee?" Luke's voice was questioning.
"Yep. 'Cause only Irish coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat."
"Sounds unhealthy."
"Reckon you could whip one up?"
"Nope."
"Reckon you could whip one up?"
"Nope"
"With whipped cream on top?"
"Nope"
"With extra chocolate sprinkles too?"
"Nope."
"Ok, I guess I'll have to call a random phone number and hope I don't get Kirk."
"You wouldn't"
Lorelai started pressing numbers into the phone and Luke could hear them beep across their connection, a few more and they would get disconnected.
"Fine. Come on over, I'll make you one."
"Nah, it's ok. I'll find someone who will make me one."
"Really, it's ok Lorelai. I'll make you one."
"I could just call Sookie."
"Look, I'm getting the ingredients out. . ."
"Alright, if you insist." Lorelai grinned and hung up the phone.
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Luke mentally slapped himself as he hung up the phone, how did he get pulled into this one. He didn't even have the slightest clue how to make an Irish coffee! The diner was all closed up: the door was locked, the chairs stacked on top of the tables and Luke was. . . in his singlet??? With a grunt Luke jogged up the stairs to his apartment and put on a flannel shirt as he usually did, but then he noticed an old surf tee lying at the back of his cupboard, maybe today was the day for a little variation. He pulled off the flannel and put on the tee, would Lorelai like it?
He jogged back down stairs, unlocked the door, and positioned himself casually on one of the tabletop stools with a newspaper. Not long after he heard the familiar jingle of the door opening. . .
It was funny, Luke had never seen Lorelai in her pyjamas before. She looked kinda cute in her pink flannel pj bottoms, white tank top and fluffy winter jacket. . .
"I thought wearing flannel was my job."
"I guess we decided to trade jobs today," Lorelai replied noting his tee.
"I guess," a silence followed.
"So, Irish coffee?"
Luke turned red, "I don't know how to make them."
"That's ok, I'll settle for normal coffee then."
"What did you say an Irish coffee was?"
"Alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat."
"I can see why it appeals. . ." Luke thought a minute then went out the back.
He came back with a slice of chocolate cake on a plate.
"Chocolate cake!" Lorelai squealed.
"And strawberries. . . dressed with daiquiri."
"Yum! That covers the alcohol, sugar and fat. . ."
Luke set a cup of coffee next to the plate in front of her, "I guess that for fills all the requirements."
"I love you Luke!"
Luke shifted uncomfortably and Lorelai turned red, "I mean - "
"Don't worry, I understand." Luke interrupted.
"You do?"
"Yep, I'm just an extension of the coffee pot. You love the coffee and the coffee is attached to me."
"Luke. . ."
"No, it's ok Lorelai. You don't have to explain anything."
"But that's not what I meant!"
"Forget about it."
Lorelai grinned, "Ok then, new topic."
"What crazy topic is Lorelai Gilmore going to bring up this time?"
"Let's see. Pairing unusual words together and I have come up with the words. . .hmmm. . .Luke. . . and pick another unlikely word Lorelai. . .aha! Shopping! The new topic is Luke and shopping."
"Hate to disappoint but Luke here," he points to himself, "Doesn't shop, so that won't make too good a conversation."
"That's too bad, I wanted to take you shopping."
"No way."
"Yes way."
"No."
"Yes"
"No, no, no."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Stop. This is insane, you're saying the same things over and expecting a different result each time. My answer is final, no."
"Party pooper," Lorelai pouted and Luke could feel himself softening.
Now in full ranting mode Luke continued, "I mean, what is the point of buying nice clothes all the time, after all, in the end beauty is only skin deep. . .or so they say."
Lorelai grinned, and Luke knew she was going to make a joke about what his rant, "I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep too."
Luke blinked, *she was agreeing??*
Lorelai continued, "I mean, that's deep enough. What more could you want, an adorable pancreas?"
*Ha! So much for an agreement, it was just a joke after all.*
"Correct me if I'm wrong," Luke began, "But didn't the fine line between sanity and madness just get finer?"
"Are you calling me insane?"
"Maybe. . ."
"Better be insane than boring!" Lorelai retorted, her tongue poking out at him.
"Deranged fanatic!"
"Conservative!"
"Loony!"
"Monotonous!"
"Cracked!"
"Unadventurous!"
"Over enthusiastic!"
"Conformist!"
"Batty! Unhinged! Disturbed! Unbalanced!"
Lorelai butted in, "Hey wait! It's my turn, you just had four goes in a row!"
"Tough luck. Learn to play the game." Luke replied with a snort.
"Cheater!" Lorelai spat at him.
"Sore loser!" Luke retorted just as quickly.
Jess appeared at the stairway leading to the apartment not looking at all pleased, he turned to go back upstairs when he saw them but decided to add a smart comment first, "Shhhh. . .Remember your indoor voices children."
"That boy. One day I'm gonna. . ." Luke trailed off.
"Gonna what?"
"Never mind."
"Throttle him?" Lorelai suggested.
"That's always an option."
Lorelai settled down to eat her food and Luke only too happy to watch, here he was with his best friend in the world and he was content for now. The only thing that could possibly make him happier at this moment, was if Lorelai was eating an apple instead of cake and drinking tea instead of water. Unhealthy food, though Luke, equals an unhealthy heart.
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Next chapter coming soon. . . Lorelai will find out she's diabetic, and that Luke is a cross dresser and. . .don't freak, I'm just pulling your leg. But there was a serious lack of Rory-ness in this chapter, I promise to make up for it in the next chapter. . . Help make my day, click the button below and write me a review!!!
