Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story idea.

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On the way home from dinner they rode in a comfortable silence.  Lorelai, at the wheel, turned to him as they were entering Stars Hallow and said, "What're you thinking?"

He shook his head.  "Nothing much.  I'm thinking I'm glad I hired that new guy.  I'm thinking I'm glad we went to dinner tonight.  I'm thinking I can't wait to get back to your place," he paused to wiggle his eyebrows at her and she giggled, "I'm thinking I wonder if Lulu will give us a piece of her mind for being out so late."

"I know," interrupting Lorelai.  "She's so loud!  I come home late and she acts like I've decided I don't love her anymore.  So spoiled!"

Luke chuckled and nodded.  "What are you thinking?" he countered.

"Hmm," said Lorelai.  "I'm thinking that I'm surprised at how well things went tonight.  I'm thinking that…I guess that's it.  I'm thinking about how well things went tonight."

She pulled into her driveway and turned the engine off.  They both unbuckled their seatbelts, but neither moved to get out.  "Did you really think it'd be that bad?"

"You don't know my parents the way I do," she reminded him wryly.  She leaned toward him and he met her halfway with a soft kiss.  The yard was dark and they enjoyed the moment.  The kiss turned urgent and their breaths came quickly.  Luke pushed his fingers through the curls at the base of her neck and she moved a hand to his cheek, enjoying the little bits of stubble under her fingers.

"Is 'zat you, doll?" bellowed an unwelcome voice.

They tore apart to see Babette standing on her front lawn squinting at them. 

"For the love of…." muttered Luke.

They got out.  "Who else would be sitting in my jeep at my house, Babette?" answered Lorelai a bit snappishly.

"Sorry, doll.  I heard someone pull up, I thought I'd make sure you got to your door okay.  You know how the world is these days.  I forgot that you'd have a young man to accompany you," she cackled wildly at her joke.

Luke and Lorelai hurriedly walked to her front door and she said, "Thanks Babette.  See you tomorrow."  She closed the door and heaved a sigh.

"It's like we leave one set of parents and come back to another," joked Luke.

Lorelai laughed.  "'Is 'zat you?'" she imitated in a quieter voice.  "No, Babette," she answered herself.  "It's my evil twin, sitting in my car with Luke's evil twin.  Call the authorities!"

They laughed again as Lulu caught their attention.  She was dancing around at their feet acting like she'd been home alone for over a week. 

Luke leaned against the door and Lorelai stood before him with her hands on the lapels of his jacket.  She smiled at him and pressed her lips to his again.  He responded in kind. 

Lorelai pulled away and said, "I don't know about you, but I'm about for bed."

"I'm always ready for bed," he replied. 

She giggled and pulled away.  "I'm just going to feed our baby here and check messages."

Lorelai hit the play button on the answering machine and walked into the kitchen to give Lulu a cupful of food.  Luke took off his suit coat and flung it into a nearby chair.

"You have one new message," said the machine.  "Lorelai, this is your mother," from the kitchen Luke heard Lorelai groan.  "I'm calling because I wanted to tell you how utterly inconsiderate and rude you were this evening."  Lorelai came into the living room from the kitchen and they stared at each other as they listened to the end of the message.  "When a person puts a certain amount of energy into planning a special occasion, like dinner with one's daughter and her significant other for the first time, it would be nice for the said daughter to act like she appreciates it.  Instead you insult my dessert.  I will have you know that I went through countless options in an attempt to select the perfect one.  I was trying to be considerate.  I was trying to make Luke feel welcome.  I was trying to create an atmosphere that you'd both want to come back to.  I guess I'll know better next time." Click.

Lorelai scrunched up her face.  "So the fruit cup comment was bad." 

"Sounds that way," nodded Luke.

"I'll call her tomorrow and apologize," she said firmly.

"I think that might be good," he agreed.

They could hear Lulu in the kitchen chewing.  Lorelai sauntered over to where Luke stood at the foot of the stairs and pulled at his belt.  "Why don't you come up and see me sometime."

Luke smiled.  "Now's a good time."

Lorelai went up a step so that they were standing at about the same height and brought her lips to his neck while her fingers undid the buttons of his dress shirt.  Luke's eyes closed and his hands settled on her hips.  She smelled so good.  

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The next morning Lorelai rolled over to discover a warm, solid mass on the other side of her double bed.  She groggily opened her eyes and said, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Luke smiled sleepily and said, "Caesar's opening today so I could sleep in with you."

"Mmm," she answered.  "That's nice.  You know what that means?"

"What?"

"It means I don't have to go anywhere for breakfast.  You can make me coffee and food right here for a change!"

"Is that all I am to you?  A cook?"

"Among other things."

"How flattering."

She snuggled into his side.  "I love Saturdays."

He kissed her forehead.  "I love you."

"I love you, too, but thanks for that extra helping of guilt."

He smiled into her hair and said, "Would a cup of coffee make you feel better?"

"Oddly, it would make me feel better and more guilty at the same time."

"Sorry to hear that."

"Why?"

He pointed to her bedside table.  "Because I made a pot about ten minutes ago and then snuck back up here."

Lorelai squealed with delight and sat up.  There was a steaming mug of coffee sitting there looking so sad and alone.  It was practically calling out to her!

"You are so good to me," she smiled before taking several sips.

"I know," he said smugly.

"I can't believe today is the first of October.  Fall is really here."

He nodded and reached for his mug of green tea on his side of the bed.  "I know.  Before you know it winter'll be here."

They sipped in silence for a moment and then Lorelai said, "So, we haven't talked about this in a few days but I think I've come up with a solution to our Halloween costume problem."

"Lorelai," he warned.

"What?"

"We don't have a problem because I'm not dressing up."

"But what if I came up with an idea where you didn't have to wear anything out of the ordinary and we could still say your dressing up because it fits with my costume?"

Luke considered.  Finally he asked, "I don't have to wear anything that I wouldn't normally wear?"

"No.  Nothing."

"You promise?"

"You don't trust me?"

"About as far as I can throw you."

"Now you're calling me fat?"

He rolled his eyes.  "Drink your coffee."