Part 3: This air is blessed.

" That was the worst experience of my fleeting life," Rory told Lucas once the she had changed. She held out his dark clothing for him to grab, just as he was about to snatch for them, their hands grazing each other once again and all over again the electric sparks jumped threw their beings.

A raspy question emerged from Lucas a moment latter. " You had a bad time too?"

" Glorified cheerleading practice does not make my being become elated." Rory retorted.

" You know you're strange?" Lucas inquired.

" I pride my self on it." Rory smiled at him and then winked before she asked a question. " So, what do you have next?"

" Lunch." Lucas proclaimed as they walked towards the cafeteria. " You?"

" Lunch."

Lucas observed that she did not pull out her sheet to be aware of this. " You didn't even have to check."

Rory had a widening smile take over her face and with a fake Italian voice she proclaimed. " A Gilmore always knows when lunch is."

" So, do you want to sit with us?"

" Umm, I don't know. My social schedule is becoming so askew, what with everyone loving me so much that they give me a new name." Rory joked. " Yeah, I'd be more then happy to sit with you."

Lucas smiled, and laid his arm around her shoulders. " So, what is your new name?"

" Magdalene."

Lucas' eyes went wide as comprehension hit him. "Oh," He let out in a muffled understanding.

" Is that a good 'oh' or a bad ' oh'?" Hailey questioned as she snuck up behind the pair. " You two seem to be on friendly terms. Should I be jealous?"

" Definitely." Lucas winked, and then put is other arm around her shoulders. " Not," he concluded.

Entering the cafeteria, the three scouted out a table that would accommodate them. While standing there Lucas turned as he heard a voice come from behind them. Dropping his arms from the girls' shoulders, a menacing face played upon his angelic features.

"Pimpin' it up, bro." Nathan said as he circled the group.

"Shut up, Nathan." Lucas growled.

" I'm just congratulating you on getting a new Mary, and what a Mary she is!" He waved his hand from side to side and made it look like a female figure. "All the right curves in all the right places. Share Luc' where do you find them?"

" Don't do this Nathan. You have Dan to belittle women, don't follow in his footstep." Hailey told the brunet boy as Rory took in the whole sight.

" But why not follow in his footsteps, their pretty good footsteps…."

~*~*~*~*~

" Your faithful pooch is here to say 'Someone needs to talk with you'," An Indian man named Michel exaggerates.

" Is it my mother?" Lorelai questions with her figures crossed behind her back

With his absent-minded Michel answers, " It could be."

Lorelai looks around him the hotel inn (which she manages), standing at the counter is Dan Scott the man who was flirting with her earlier that morning at Chilton. Lorelai turns back to Michel, "It could be?" She questioned making a fake Indian accent as she said so.

" There is a resemblance?" Michel said with a tight-lipped smile, as he walks off.

Tucking a stray hair behind her ear, she turned back to Dan and smiled at him and he did the same to her.

" Hi."

"Hi. Is this a bad time?" He questioned with seemingly censer concern.

"No, not at all. What are you doing here?" Lorelai questioned as she rocked back and forth on her heels.

" Well, I had to meet an associate for lunch, and he was coming up from New York so I thought, 'Why not meet him in a beautiful inn?'."

" That's good. Enjoy your lunch." Lorelai stated about to excuse herself.

He took the hint, but wanted to get one other thing in edge wise. "Thanks. I will. I was also wondering if maybe I could take you out to dinner sometime. "

"We're a little food-obsessed, aren't we?" Lorelai laughed.

" It's the company more than the food that interests me," he joked in return.

"I'm flattered." Dan leaned in and asked if that was a yes. Lorelai returned his question with something of a statement, "That's a… You're a dad."

"And you're a mom. Although I'm still finding that really hard to believe." he flirted obviously.

"No, I mean, you're a Chilton dad."

Dan's expression fell a bit. "Ooh, that sounds bad."

"Not bad. Just tricky. You know, Rory just started there, and I think I should let her fall in with the bad crowd before I start hooking up with the P.T.A." Lorelai explained.

"I'm not on the P.T.A." Dan elucidated.

Lorelai was wavering a bit, he was charming she told herself, and she did kind of like him and he was trying hard, but she tried to hold to her principals. "See? There you go, I can't date anyone not on the P.T.A."

" How about we just happen to meet at a basketball game, one that might happen to be at Chilton around five O'clock Friday night."

" Will there be venders with an assortment of food that no one over thirty should touch?" Lorelai questioned.

" There just might be."

" Okay, you got a deal." Lorelai held out her hand and Dan took it and held it for a brief second.

" So, Friday." He began.

"Friday," she ended. " Have a good lunch." She waved him off as she walked away.