"So this is it."
"This is it."
"I'm scared. You know, there have been rare moments in my life when I am scared, and I never mention them, but this is scary."
"It is, but it'll all work out."
They were standing in front of the Diner. Luke had just been released from the hospital and had come to inspect the damage, and find out the cause of the fire.
"Mr. Danes, if you will please follow me."
Lorelai put her arm around his back and led him in. Neither of them could believe the damage. It was well a fire. Everything was black, like the fading night sky. The tables were completely destroyed, but for the most part, the actual Diner wasn't too bad.
"Mr. Danes, we have come up with an approximate value of damage and our crews have already begun to fix things up. If you will proceed with me upstairs please."
"You okay?" Lorelai asked concerned. She had never seen Luke this heartbroken before.
"I'll be fine." They proceeded upstairs. Everything seemed so familiar yet so far away.
"We figure this is where the fire began. From our research we have concluded that the cause is either intentional or accidental. Confusing I know. Accidental would be such as a cigarette. Intentional would be well, I don't think I need to explain."
"It wasn't Jess. He was sleeping. He doesn't smoke inside."
"Thank you. Do you have any other possible ideas of who could have done this?"
He couldn't bring himself to say it. He didn't think that she would have done something like this. He could feel both pairs of eyes on him.
"Nicole." Lorelai whispered.
"Nicole, I will need all information on her. Is there anyone else?"
"No." he stated with his voice breaking down.
"Thank you Mr. Danes, we will have an update as soon as possible."
"When can I come back?"
"We are hoping very shortly, the most being 2 weeks."
"Thanks." Lorelai whispered. She could see how disappointed he was. He had lived here all of his life. He had known no other home. It's like losing a part of you. A big part of you.
"Come on, let's go." She led him out, hoping for the face to disappear, yet it didn't seem as if it were going to. He was scarred, for life.
"This is it."
"I'm scared. You know, there have been rare moments in my life when I am scared, and I never mention them, but this is scary."
"It is, but it'll all work out."
They were standing in front of the Diner. Luke had just been released from the hospital and had come to inspect the damage, and find out the cause of the fire.
"Mr. Danes, if you will please follow me."
Lorelai put her arm around his back and led him in. Neither of them could believe the damage. It was well a fire. Everything was black, like the fading night sky. The tables were completely destroyed, but for the most part, the actual Diner wasn't too bad.
"Mr. Danes, we have come up with an approximate value of damage and our crews have already begun to fix things up. If you will proceed with me upstairs please."
"You okay?" Lorelai asked concerned. She had never seen Luke this heartbroken before.
"I'll be fine." They proceeded upstairs. Everything seemed so familiar yet so far away.
"We figure this is where the fire began. From our research we have concluded that the cause is either intentional or accidental. Confusing I know. Accidental would be such as a cigarette. Intentional would be well, I don't think I need to explain."
"It wasn't Jess. He was sleeping. He doesn't smoke inside."
"Thank you. Do you have any other possible ideas of who could have done this?"
He couldn't bring himself to say it. He didn't think that she would have done something like this. He could feel both pairs of eyes on him.
"Nicole." Lorelai whispered.
"Nicole, I will need all information on her. Is there anyone else?"
"No." he stated with his voice breaking down.
"Thank you Mr. Danes, we will have an update as soon as possible."
"When can I come back?"
"We are hoping very shortly, the most being 2 weeks."
"Thanks." Lorelai whispered. She could see how disappointed he was. He had lived here all of his life. He had known no other home. It's like losing a part of you. A big part of you.
"Come on, let's go." She led him out, hoping for the face to disappear, yet it didn't seem as if it were going to. He was scarred, for life.
