Lorelai Gillmore was standing in front of Luke's diner. She was slightly hopping from one leg to the other and there was some serious lip-biting action. Finally she stepped forward towards the counter.

"What's wrong with you today?" Luke asked.

"W-what do you mean? I'm just me, as I often am."

"Well around this time it usually takes at least five cups of coffee before you feel ashamed to ask for even more."

Lorelai immediately went into her defensive pose. "Well, maybe I'm not worrying about coffee. Maybe my life is actually so meaningful that I often think about something other than a beverage."
"You're an addict. You think about it all the time. So I'll just pour you cup, try to keep the cynical to myself so you can stop being a nervous wrack and leave."

"Oeh." Lorelai groaned. "You know, you are a very annoying man." she said angrily and his face and walked out of the diner.

Luke looked at the swinging door and then at the counter. The cup of coffee was still there. He didn't know what happened, but he did know that something was very wrong.

Rory was hipping a bit on the buschair...until she noticed several glares coming her way. Finally the travel was over and she reached home. She ran to the door, slammed it open so she wouldn't slow down too much, kept running while dumping her coat and backpack at various chairs and immediately started yelling: "Details!"

Lorelai came in from the kitchen, hands covered in chocolate mousse and with a bag of marshmellows.

"Snacks, bad sign." Rory said.

"Yes, hello to you too. I hope you don't mind me starting a bit early with the pig-fest, but I needed an overdosis of calories."
"Okay, now I definitely want details. Did you see him already?"
"Yes" Lorelai answered with a sigh as she sat down on the couch next to Rory.

"And...?"

"He offered me a free cup of coffee!"
"The villain."

"Yes, how could he do that?! Here I come barging in with all these feelings and all he talks about is some caffeine-filled drink!"

"And you'd think that Luke would figure out that you didn't walk into his diner for a coffee. Especially after all those time you ordered coffee there." Rory said that very dry tone of hers.

"Yes!....No! Damn you and your sarcasm-skills!" Lorelai started pouting.

"I learned from the best."

"Kissing up will get you nowhere missy, you're still on warming-brownies-up-duty."

"Since when do we have that?"
"Since I bought a kilo of brownies today in a moment of sulkiness. I also put an extra pack in the freezer in case of future-pouting-occassions."

"Good thinking. When it comes to food you really do plan ahead. "

"I'm a very sensible woman. Now enough with the three-degree already. I'm the mother, I should be the interegator."

"But I'm not the one with yummy details to tell."

"Well neither do I. All I can talk or even think about apparently is coffee!"

"Just gimme the details and I'll determine the yummyness-level."

"Fine. But I'll only talk for brownies."

Rory stood up and walked to the kitchen. "Chocolaty-goodness is on its way."